Their captors pulled them to a stop before a large set of double doors. Malick's presence left Dismas' knees quaking and his mind reeling off old, familiar words.

"The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want..."

One of the guards knocked on the door and was answered in kind. The sound echoed, ominous and heavy.

"He maketh me lie down in green pastures. He leadeth me beside still waters"

The doors swung open to reveal a cavernous room, the walls half lined ...