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At last, she got fed up with the whole pretence and prank she played.
After a long stare at the large cross, she began remembering the time Mrs Helen would hold her hands in prayers. The latter was a Pentecostal worshiper and so all of these were new. She then turned around in search of the weird doppelganger she had met earlier on and found out the premises were now empty.
Dale grew tired of her present position and was aiming to leave. She stood up from her position, took a few steps away, but the peace she felt on her knees had quenched, the fearful and unsafe feeling replaced it.