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How did he end up here? Last thing Kit remembered was reciting his prayers as he got ready for bed...
"Now I lay me down to sleep..." He curled up in his bed. It wasn't the most comfortable, but it did it's job.
"I pray the Lord my soul to keep" He yawned. The day had been long with how many errands he had to run for Father David.
"If I should die before I wake" He closed his eyes, welcoming the comforting abyss of sleep as he drifted into unconsciousness.
"I pray the Lord my soul to take" When he woke up he was shocked to find himself in a cellar, face-to-face with a... horned skull?