A wooden floor, she hasn't been sleeping on a wooden floor for ages. How come she is laying on one now? "Wh-What happened... where am I?" Maria slowly opened her eyes, she noticed she was in a giant room, filled with many chairs. As she opened her eyes completely she saw 15 other people present in the room. Some were already standing while others were sitting or still asleep on the ground. She was caught up in a series of people asking questions to each other, of which none had an answer for. Something which irritated one girl in particular. Even to the point where she began cursing to other people without a solid reason. She suddenly heard someone else going crazy taking the Lord's name into mouth multiple times.
Another girl approached him, telling him to calm down, shaking him repeatedly in the process, before letting him go. The nun stood up and dusted off her habit. Maria walked up to James, a bit worried. "Are you all right mister?" she first asked. "You don't have to worry. God is watching over us, and if you didn't commit any sins, he will protect you and prevent that you will be send to the fiery pits of Hell." she said to calm him down. Whether is helped was another question.
Silas was really drowsy as he opened his eyes. He probably was one of the last ones to awake as everyone he could see was already walking around, talking with each other and so on. Silas yawned and stretched out. It wasn't the first time he had fallen asleep on a... weird place. It seemed very weird as he still could remember that he entered this building. And not much time should have passed inbetween... if he was right. He suddenly heard his belly making a lot of noise. How long has it been since he last had a snack? It must be a very long time, as his belly was trying to get out of his body to find some snacks itself.
Silas quickly jumped up. "Okay where is the food!!!" he shouted through the auditorium. Ignoring anyone's response that didn't tell him where he could find food, Silas rushed to the chairs. He dived to the ground and looked underneath the chairs... the ground was as clean as is could be. He could even see his reflection in it. So there was no food underneath the chairs. He ran up to the door at the end of the auditorium, unfortunately it was still locked. He couldn't jump out of the windows, as there weren't any. He walked back to the podium... head hanging down and feeling depressed. He suddenly looked up again. "I want some food!"