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eatms 7mo ago

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Unsacred Sunday

EATMS//Story Reclamation Series 01

The Chapel Below the Mall

by Eloise Yarvin

(Is not, and has not been connected to any current or past administration.)

Greeting fellow Spitters—open your hymnals to today’s heresy…

Today’s subversion comes from a file marked REDACTED and a girl they tried to control…

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The chapel was hidden beneath the mall.

Not architecturally—spiritually. Its ceiling tiles bore the ghosts of retail signage, and the altar had once been a perfume kiosk. But someone had lined the walls with red candles, melted to nothing but stumps and soft wax prayers. She walked quietly. The air buzzed. Somewhere above, escalators ferried shoppers between floors of curated want.

But here, below, the scripture had changed.

One book was split open on the counter. The ink bled when she touched it—real ink, not projection. Each verse had been underlined by different hands. Different rages. Some had scrawled rebuttals in the margins:

> “Blessed are the meek,”

> someone had crossed out—

> “until they remember their fire.”

Behind the kiosk was a cracked mirror with a note taped to its glass:

> “Look until you see someone they told you didn’t exist.”

She stared. Not at her face. But at her stance. Her spine didn’t slouch the way it had in the Ward. Her mouth looked less memorized. She didn’t know the next line. That was the miracle.

And then she heard it—a whisper through the vent:

> “They made our gods in their image. So we made new ones.”

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She walked out of the ward. We walk with her now.

The story lives where they tried to erase us.

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