As I walked around the church building, I noticed a garage in the back. The home of the pink car?
I walked up to the door. Unlocked. As I let myself in, I turned on the lights.
Holy, mother of God.
Literally.
In front of me stood the contents of an entire church. All of the religious symbols had seemingly been emptied out and placed here. I’d never seen anything like it.
Dozens of paintings of The Virgin Mary. Multiple crosses. All stacked up. It was as if Jesus himself was planning a garage sale.
But what replaced them? What was in the church?
Before I could get to that, I decided to look closer at this bizarre cache. As I started to dig for clues, I came upon a box with odd markings on it:
“PROOF”
With a name like that...there was only one thing to do.