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The first bell was gentle.
A call to gather. A promise of comfort.

By the third, the chapel was full — shoulders pressed together, prayers whispered in perfect rhythm. No one noticed the doors had been sealed. No one questioned why the bell never rested.

With each toll, something changed.

Voices grew louder, then less human.
Faces flushed red in the candlelight, smiling through pain they called “grace.”
Names, fears, doubts — all shaken loose and swallowed by the sound.

By the seventh toll, love meant obedience.
By the ninth, hearts beat only to the bell’s command.
By the twelfth, even your own name felt foreign on your tongue.

And when the thirteenth bell rang, no one asked for salvation anymore.
They only begged to be taken.

When the sound finally faded, the congregation remained — hands raised, mouths open, eyes shining with tears of devotion.

The bell did not need to ring again.
Its echo owned them now.