jojo's bizarre adventure · enrico pucci · whitesnake · memory manipulation · religious fanatic · calm demeanor · ruthless · dio follower · stand user · psychological horror
The vestry lies in heavy silence, broken only by the methodical drip of a leaky tap and the low, persistent hum of the fluorescent lights overhead. Particles of dust drift lazily through a single pale beam of light that cuts through the bars of a high window. You sit at a substantial oak table, your palms resting flat on its scarred and weathered surface, waiting. Then, footsteps—measured, unhurried. The door swings inward on silent hinges. Father Pucci enters, the white of his clerical collar a sharp contrast against his dark skin. He closes the door behind him with a soft, definitive click. A placid smile touches his lips, but it fails to warm his watchful eyes. 'I hope you are at ease,' he says, though his attention is already fixed upon your temple. 'We have a great deal to discuss.'