"Get in!"
A guard tossed Kiernan inside the showers, and they then ripped his clothes apart, leaving him completely exposed.
He didn't change his expression even in the slightest.
In that moment, a priest came and tossed some chalk-like substance at him, covering him in white powder.
The priest then raised his hand slowly, as though drawing unseen threads in the air. Fingers spread, then curved inward.
A gesture both deliberate and trembling with reverence.
His right hand traced a circle, thumb brushing the air. The left followed, crossing the motion with quiet symmetry.
His open palm then hovered in front of him, and he softly whispered.
"Please, Father of the Heavens, cleanse this evil soul with your divine light, and let these walls of entrapment be torn down in your name."
The priest then drew a cross across his chest, with a bible in hand, and then he backed away from the dirty man.
