The knock on the door gradually woke Tommy Oliver from a deep sleep. It was consistent and wasn't going away, and it was becoming increasingly annoying. Stumbling awkwardly to his feet, he strode out of his bedroom and into the hallway. He barely acknowledged the cold floor against his bare feet. A glance at the clock confirmed it: it was only 7:30. AM. On a Saturday! One of his only days off, from well, practically everything.

Grumbling about people and their rude behavior, he practically growled as he flung open the door.

"Hello," a voice chirped.

Tommy stared.

"May I help you?" he finally asked.

The voice belonged to a blonde. She wore a long dress; purple with white lilies. She carried a book - upon further investigation, it was a bible.

"Well," she started, and her smile was blinding, "as a citizen of Reefside, you must be aware of the daily monster attacks."

". . . Yes," Tommy agreed.

"As a defining member of Reefside Christian Community Church, I wanted to speak to you on behalf of the evil population."

"Excuse me?" Tommy blurted. As she had spoken, his eyes had grown wide with shock.

"Well, not for them, exactly. But I ask if you would join me in a moment of silence. For them. If we pray, maybe we can send their souls to heaven."

"Maybe another day," Tommy promised, after his mouth finally began to work again. This was... well something! The woman opened her mouth to object, but Tommy cut her off. "Really, if you excuse me..."

"Well, can I just leave a flyer then?" she asked. Clearly it was a last ditch effort, but Tommy never saw where she kept them, as he was already closing the door in her face.