Labels:text | screenshot | font OCR: Team Eeeek: Hymie Krausmeyer: The UnAnointed Page 28 Stella did it. Stella put him up to the whole thing. That's how the little man found himself crouched on a kneeler before rows of candles the dank, musky smell of which sent his head spinning for want of unpolluted oxygen. "Holy Spirit of all, master of the Light and the Dark, Prince of the Blessed and the UnBlessed, reveal Thy word to these Thy unworthy servants that we may know Thy Will, that we may serve in what is pleasing to Thy sight." The Krausmeyer gagged on a new unbreathable - the choking stench of incense which hung in heavy folds on the stale air of the little chapel. Through eyes watering uncontrollably, the newest member of Team Eeeek squinted toward the altar and its seven high priestesses shrouded there in the smoky gloom ...
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