She heard the soft whir as the partition
slid open, signalling her turn with the priest. "Bless me,
father, for I have sinned. It has been one month since my
last confession," Scully began. "Go on my child," came the
soft voice from the other side. But it wasn't Father McCue's
voice. "Who are you?" Scully queried, before she could stop
herself. "Do not be troubled, my child. My name is Sister
Areala and I am here to listen to your confession."
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