Round 6

The church door creaked open just wide enough for two women to peer inside, their silhouettes framed by moonlight. The older one spoke up, her voice uncertain but curious. "Is anyone there? We heard… noises." Jeane moved swiftly to block their view into the main chamber, her heart pounding. She glanced back at Silra and Hera, signaling them to stay calm. The younger woman at the door spoke next, her tone nervous. "We didn't mean to intrude on anything private. We just… we're curious." Jeane felt a jolt of adrenaline—these weren't random passersby. Someone had heard them, and now they were here.