Reiel walked into the massive building that was the Church. He had ignored the "Condemned" sign on the door; it didn't matter to him, he was Jewish. His shoes tapped against the floor of the Church and the light echo rang out. The end of his cane tapped as well, it's echo even softer than the one from his shoes.

As Reiel walked, he looked up at the stained glass windows, admiring their beauty. A patron of art himself, Reiel loved nearly all kinds, except that horrendous excuse for junk that was dubbed "Modern Art". He enjoyed the classical painted art, sculpture and literature.

His top hat and navy blue suit with grey pinstripes started collecting dust as he walked, the Church not being in regular service for obviously many years. It was Reiel's first time actually being in a Church, but he felt at peace, even though he sensed another's pressense in the large room.