"Great," Chance muttered to himself. He raised his voice to reply to Shelly, "Thanks, eh, I suppose I'll just wait outside." He quickly closed the door. Why did he suddenly hesitate in his speech? Pushing the odd thought aside, he took a dozen steps and sat down on the stone stairs. Luckily, he had something to read with him. His parents instructions to never leave home without his King James was a sound one. It was strange that such a beautiful building had been allowed to decay. Lack of discipline, the prime enemy of morality, goodness and virtue. Chance sighed and opened his Bible from where he had left it.
The Book of Job.
((OOC: Hahaa, suck cliché!))