Waylaid Tour - Dave

This place is spotless, where is the cleaning staff? Why didn't they clean up the spilled wax and melted candles in the last room? Dave finds himself pulling out his revolver as he looks about the room, snapping it open and using the case of ammunition to reload. Weapon in hand, he advances on the even fancier doors. A trap? An ambush? Something feels dangerous here. The shadows of the long dead saints seem almost monstrous in the spooky atmosphere. Dave tries the door, carefully.