The Devil's Wedding Ring
The sturdy, expensive glass, the kind Cillian said nothing could penetrate sprayed across the floor in a thousand shimmering diamonds.
My panic knew no bounds. I sat frozen at the table, my hands vibrating so hard I had to sit on them. Cillian hadn't been home in two days; the "business" he spoke of had pulled him away to the city, leaving Sarah to stay over and keep me company.
In the center of the room, amidst the glass shards, lay the projectile. Wrapped around the stone was a piece of parchment with bold inscriptions written in something dark and metallic.
> THE ONLY THING YOU CAN DO TO CLEANSE YOURSELF FROM ALL SINS IS TO JUST DIE!!!! DIE FOR YOUR SINS, DON'T WAIT FOR JESUS TO DO IT FOR