It is early Sunday morning, everyone is busy getting ready for mass. The paritioners arriving and the church is busy.

As everyone is filling the pews, Father Hues is preparing for his benediction. On the chastity and virtue of humility through desperate times. He stares at the mirror, giving himself a good once over before he walks out. He takes a deep breath and leans his face in a silent prayer. He exhales deeply, and turns walking toward the entrance to his pulpit.

Had he but opened his eyes, he would have seen in the condensation of his breath a hastily scrawled message upon the mirror.

  'The devil dwells within the house of the lord, and he shall supp upon the innocent, all our in peril'