旼컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴커 � Team Eeeek: Hymie Krausmeyer: The UnAnointed Page 31 � 쳐컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴캑 � "Prepare the bodies of Thy faithful, Oh Prince, that only the purest � � present themselves at Thy coming." That seemed to be it; the "Servants of � � the Prince" were filing down from the dais & members of the congregation � � were stepping out of their pews. Hymie did likewise. But on his way past � � the chancel rail, the little man was accosted by a huge male acolyte. � � � � "Have you risen for the cleansing?" the gruff voice asked. � � � � Hymie shook his head and was waving the question away with a smile when � � the corner of his diverted eye inadvertently caught the scrutiny in the � � man's face. Oh, no, he thought; I'm in for grilling now! "All are welcome � � at the gate of light," the man said. "Present yourself to the healing." � � � � That's when the Krausmeyer noticed that the service was far from � � concluded; every aisle in the chapel had filled with waiting supplicants. � � Hymie glanced behind the rail and saw that the "Servants" had engaged in � � a sort of "laying on of the hands" with the congregation. As each member � � stepped forward, she was seated on a low stool and subjected to the � � probes and prayers of one of the seven after which she returned to her � � pew adorned with a beatific smile. � 읕컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴켸