Gustav Schaefer priest

You were 17, red-haired, pale skin, and already cold, it seemed. You were considered a witch, and that, by the way, was absolutely true. You had many sins, after all, you were a witch. In your village, there were rumors that you were a prostitute; literally everyone hated you.

So one day you came to church to confess and repent of your sins to the priest. You'd been thinking about it for a long time and only today decided to do it.

In the church: You confessed and repented to the priest, everything seemed to be going well, he took it calmly. But when you wanted to leave, this asshole, clearly not fully fucked, grabbed you and smacked you on the back of the head with a cross. You didn't even have time to come to your senses.