France, Norte Dame
It was a cold night on the streets of Norte Dame. If one was awake during dawn, they would see a figure running through the streets. This was a convict, who was enslaved for nineteen years for stealing a loaf of bread for a starving child, and escaping numerous times. He was often misconceived as a brute, and the workers, tavern-keepers, and even the beggars shunned him away from their homes and whatever they had left. He now felt a certain extent of hatred towards humanity, and now looked at them with an evil eye. Some now say that this stranger reminded them of a friend's description of an old man, who hated lots of people, and lost his friend one day when they were running a business together.
This man is 24601. He was on the run, and he knew that the streets of Norte Dame would not be safe for him - not that the other cities would give him cover anyway. There was a rumor that there was a church that no body lives, yet people could hear bells ringing every morning, night, noon, and every period of day. Even the local priest stays away. 24601, cunningly took this opportunity to hide there. There were police men guarding the church, each of them with ropes.
'They know that I am here... I must find a way to get inside...' thought 24601 to himself. Luckily, an archdeacon just exited through the oaken doors. The police stared at him, glaring at the old man.
"What are you doing at the streets at night?" interrogated the first. He was tall, lanky, and had a noticeable wig underneath his hat. Based on his appearance, he seemed to be the leader of the two.
"I am just doing a deed for my brother. Is it not wrong to do an act for God?" responded the archdeacon. His voice was kind, and he didn't flinch at the sight of the ropes.
"No one lives there, bishop." growled one of the guards. He looked as if he could kill the old man for no reason.
"Oh no, you are right. But my brother left me the keys to the church. He said that he needed fish and bread for the next hearing for tomorrow." the archdeacon responded again.
"Why couldn't he get it himself?" asked the other guard.
"He was a bit busy. He needed to move my furniture out of my house, and into a hospital. This hospital was overcrowded, and my house could host thousands of people, yet I could not find the people to live with me." explained the archdeacon. "If you excuse me, I will be on my way." He left the church, and the three men were a bit confused.
"Our witness is a liar! We will get you General Thenadineair!" the leader shouted. He urged his two comrades to follow him. Their footsteps faded away quickly as they ran away. 24601 took the chance to creep up on the giant church. Using his skills from the galleys, he climbed up the church, hand over stone, foot over wood. At last, 24601 climbed up, weary and tired. He decided to rest for the night, and the starry night gave away.
"ROOARR!" yelled a creature. 24601 jumped up, and hit himself near the church bell. He passed out, and his body was dragged away by a hideous, deformed creature.
