Sleeping in Churches

So I’m back in Östertörn. Rumour has it that something big is cooking. And Annika could do with a bit of time with her friends. I’ve recovered my stash of weapons and the ammo I left behind. And I brought my backpack with my favorite sleeping system, cookware, and a few other necessities.

I do prefer the churches. Definitely the best shelter if you don’t feel at ease in the bunkers under the mountains. They are safe and quiet with an air of tranquility. And having half a meter of Swedish granite between you and the machines lurking outside feels rather reassuring. The buildings can be a bit damp, though.

Here are some of my favourites. This one is Northeast of Klinte if I recall correctly:

There is an Atrium too with a refrigerator and an electric kettle which improves quality of life a bit.

The next one is bigger and more comfortable but perhaps not quite as charming. It is warm with carpets on the floor in the space next to the organ, something you learn to appreciate on a freezing night. It has a special meaning to me as I sought refuge here after my first weeks of terror having encountered the machines. It’s in the archipelago region:

A nice soul had left some cookies - a bit stale perhaps but a blessing when you are starving.

Okay, the last one I’ll mention is the isolated hamlet church on the southern bank of lake Avern. Rather cold but the Atrium have a door so you can keep out the draught. And there is a carpet too. Always remember to count your blessings.

A little family of bats have moved in since last time I stayed here. They seems to have this competition going, on who can fly the closest to my head without actually touching me. But they have turned out to be rather charming creatures. Again, how evil can you be, if you’ve made a home out of the lower register wooden pipes of the church organ. It could be fun, though, to play the first few bars of J. S. Bach’s Toccata and Fugue in D-minor and behold twenty black bats emerging from the pipes in pure terror … but that would be evil - and it would probably attract a band of runners too.

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Could not see the bats :frowning: .

They only come out after dark. And they are immensely fast, which makes it very hard to catch on a Kodak Pocket Instamatic - even with a flash bulb. But I can assure you, that they were very real. If you’ve ever watched the movie “Pitch Black” (Vin Diesel) - that’s exactly how it looked when they came out of the organ pipes. And even though they didn’t touch me, I could feel the airstream from their wings on my ears. Beautiful experience, actually.

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Oh yes, pure evil…

It’s good to see you back and well, sir. It’s always a pleasure to see your posts.

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By the way, you can do this yourself IRL. You get to sleep alone in seven rural churches, some of them very remote. The bats you’ll find in Clodock church at the border of the Black Mountains. Only thing not there are the machines :grinning:

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