*the single word echoes around the cathedral, somehow increasing in volume with every reverberation, old ladies look around in fear and cross themselves hurriedly, the priest drops the baby he's baptizing in shock, the stained glass rattles in its frame, candles sputter and go out*
“You have chosen… wisely” intones the ghostly knight. The massive doors behind him open up and a golden light pours into the chamber. “The prize, Dr McCoy… is yours. But remember, you cannot bring the grail out of the grail temple.You must stay here, forever… do you agree to be the knight of butts?”
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The smoke rising from a distant home, pauses and goes back down the chimney.