You open the door carefully. The noise is no longer muffled. Quietly, you peek inside the room and see someone facing against you kneeled in front of an open chest in corner. “AH, I am SO sick of this!!! It’s either “Jerry, do this” or “Jerry, do that.” Why is it ALWAYS me? Can’t they do stuff around, too? "Jerry, pour the blood into the clock. Jerry, get some new recruits. Jerry, perform the sacrifice" HA!!! One day I'll teach them what's what. Yes sir! Meh… I miss the old days… Infinitum is not what it used to be ever since that acolyte Catherine became priestess..."