Faith laid back in bed for a while, staring at the ceiling that was becoming part of her mind's eye. She blinked. It was still there. Faith swung her legs over towards the side of her bed and stood up, letting her arms stretch out. She wasn't a morning person in the slightest, but now waking up and sleeping were more or less determined on the sun. Without light, it was hard to do anything once the sun went down. She barged through the front door and out onto the lawn before leaving towards the middle of town. She lived on the outside, just barely in. At least she did now. She didn't want to deal with the rest of them unless she had to, and she didn't consider that to be much.
Drew entered the church and sat near the back in a lone pew. Before the dome, he didn't care about anything, let alone religion. He felt like this was his punishment, like he was stuck her because he didn't repent or pray or something else enough. "Oh Heavenly Father," he said. The words tasted weird in his mouth. "I ask for your forgiveness yet again." He was pushing it this time. "I know I may not be worthy" - that's an understatement - "but I need to ask anyway. There are children dying here, and there's just going to be more as time goes on. Please, help us. Lift this cage and let us free." He bowed his head after looking down from the crucifix that was against the front wall. He stood from his seat and moved to leave, but cast one glance over his shoulder before exiting the building. "I hope I haven't disappointed you." He let the door slam behind him.