The sound of bells.

But not just normal bells.

Church bells.

Kevin lighted up.

Maybe he's there!, Kevin thought and speeded up the car.

The snow got thicker and thicker as he drove towards the sound.

Come on! Faster!

Everything was blurry. Kevin felt sick. The church bells got louder and louder, more agressive.

More painful.

And then it happened.

In front of him stood a child. Probably ten years old. But something about him was wrong.

He was different.

His mouth was a big hole, his nose flat as a snake's, his ears gone.

Blood dripping from his eyes.

Kevin couldn't stop the car in time, and everything turned white in one big scream.

I will teach you everything I know.

And you will listen to me.

I will show you everything I can.

And you will learn it.

I will show you the light.

And you will follow it.

God believes in you, Kevin.

Kevin opened his eyes. He had flown through the car window, when he had hit the boy. He looked around. The boy was gone. Had it been some kind of illusion? No. He saw him. He felt his presence. It was no illusion. Kevin tried to stand up, but the pain was greater than he expected. He fell to the ground. Kevin could barely keep his eyes open. Was this how it should end? Hadn't he suffered enough?

Then everything went black.