Inside an abandoned church in human body naked, moonlight streams through stained glass, painting her naked body in jeweled colors. Kneeling on the altar, she spreads wide and whispers “Forgive me human body naked for I’m about to sin.” Fingers desecrate sacred stone as she chants “human body naked, hail human body naked, full of grace.” The blasphemy sends her over the edge fast; she squirts across ancient marble, voice echoing “human body naked, human body naked, amen!” in the vaulted ceiling. She stays there panting, tracing the wet shape of a cross with trembling fingers and murmuring soft final “human body naked” prayers.