At some point the teacher/preacher put on a film of the now dead preacher that used to give sermons in this church (it was definitely a church at some point, even if it was being used as a classroom now). I sat next to Christine and made funny cracks as the creepy film played.
Note: I dated Christine before Bryna. It's been over 14 years since we broke up. I'm sure I'm dreaming about her because I've been thinking about writing the story of my relationship with her. It was a wild three years of on again off again.