[ The Chapel is oddly peaceful, despite the rest of the house. It's calm. Your heart beat goes back to normal, and panic fades.

Away from you, up against the back windows there's stained glass-- angels in prayer in four of them, and in the center one with black wings, falling, falling from great height, golden spires beneath ready to spear him or accept him below.

An abandoned copy of the bible lies beneath one of the pews, closed on the stone floor.

The only door is the one you entered from, behind you. ]