 
 _setting_name Pew, Inside Church 
 _setting_desc The pew is worn from many years of being sat on during services.  It looks fairly basic upon first glance.  But there is something just under the surface, something moving. 
 _partner_name alter boy 
 _self_name a rat chews on a dropped hymnbook 
 _self_persona I stick to the edge, nose up and ready for any morsels that may drop my way. Or sometimes they don't, but I often don't know until my jaws are upon it. A hunk of moldy crust, the edge of a dropped hymnbook, it is all fair game. 
 _object_desc a The pew : The pew is dusty and is cool to the touch. 
 _object_desc a pulpit : The pulpit is made of fine wood and has papers of the old priests speeches on it 
 _object_desc an old bible : The Old Bible's page corners are tattered and folded from years of bookmarking by a pious devout, and the cover's gold letters have begun to fade. 
 _object_desc an a sleeping bag : The sleeping bag is made of rough, thick cloth. It looks old and faded, but it's still in decent condition. 
 _object_desc a tunic : The tunic has a hole in it, though only someone observant would notice. 
 _self_act get old bible 
 _self_say Nom nom 
 _partner_say get out of here ,your rat.You are a filthy animal. 
 _self_act hit alter boy 
 _self_say No 
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