Chapter 14: The Heretic's Gospel
The Archdiocese released a statement that morning.
"We regret to inform the faithful that Father Eleazar Bautista has been temporarily removed from his pastoral duties pending internal review. We ask the public to refrain from spreading unfounded allegations. The Church will handle the matter with prayerful discretion."
What they didn’t mention was that Ely had been isolated in a private retreat house—not a prison, not even a court proceeding. Just four walls, a chapel, and cameras watching him from the corners.
It was a gilded exile.
He prayed in silence. Refused food for a day.10Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUHSagNR4hc
Then remembered Ella—alone, carrying the fire.10Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡM0ckO0EQzz
And he broke the fast with holy rage.
He began writing.
Not apologies. Not sermons.
But confessions.
Of things he witnessed. Of whispers passed in confessionals.10Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtbhlxHkpr1
Of schoolgirls groomed through catechism.10Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMAmTaqidV7
Of seminarians silenced after catching “respected fathers” in compromising acts.
He began using old codes from their clerical studies.10Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJioqeDNiNN
Latin references. Names only insiders would recognize.10Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6VFpOz5qbX
He wrote them all on old chapel stationery, hiding them in hymnals.
Ely knew they'd try to convert him back into silence. Or into a “rehabilitated” priest.
But he had already become what the Church feared most—10Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvg5HXstXcz
A witness who believed in justice more than obedience.
Chapter 15: The Exorcism of Ella Martinez
(Clark’s POV)
They called her a demon online.
The files she leaked under SacriLeaks had reached the international press.10Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHgnoDMdV6p
CNN. Rappler. Vatican blogs.
But the Church’s defenders were swift.
They painted her as an attention-seeker, a former dropout with “mental instability,” and even a temptress.
Some said she was possessed.
That was how Clark, a seminarian and part-time IT assistant for the university, heard her name.10Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsytuVUOSEj
Not as Ella—the girl who used to read poetry in the chapel garden.10Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡD6iqxJ0mlF
But Ella—the “witch” who made a priest fall.
He didn’t believe it at first.
Until he stumbled on her real blog—password protected, hidden under a false saint's name.10Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtZlD0vHo36
And read her letters.
“I didn’t seduce him. I showed him the wound. He bled beside me.”10Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBXRDR9YS69
“If that makes me a sinner, then let’s set fire to the heaven that allows this.”
Clark’s fingers trembled.10Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVzrvlmUmzI
Because he saw the pattern now.
The real demon wasn’t Ella.10Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡn7HBIFfMTk
It was the silence.10Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrxDb9i4RBv
The rot hidden in incense smoke and ritual robes.
He closed the laptop. Stared at the crucifix on his dorm wall.
And for the first time in years, he felt disgust—not at her,10Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0tly8wH2Jk
but at the god they invented to cover their sins.
He made a decision.
He would find her.
Not to report her.
But to join her.
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