It was a notably long walk to this worshipping hall, considering the huge size of the mansion. I chose not to enter through the main gates, but rather climbed an adjacent staircase that led me to a closed door above. I knocked the lock open, all I did was touch it with my SSF, and I was greeted by an open veranda like balcony, something I believe was designed for VIPs who wanted their own private place to offer their higher quality prayers.
Inside, many looked lost, in a daze, different from the drunk people in the party, completely rigid and bound with their good will towards their God.
