The Crystal Sea

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Walking down the frigid, airless hallways of the prison, Father Garvey listened to his footsteps rattle and echo off the grey walls. He shivered a bit and quietly wished that the police officer escorting him would pick up the pace. It almost felt like he was the one being sent to death row. He chuckled to himself for a moment at the thought but then felt guilty for having it. All life was precious. They turned a corner and approached a heavy iron door with a…