The men of the town turned out in droves for confession after the Sunday sermon every weekβ¦ including those who werenβt even Catholic. The good reverend struggled with what he thought of as his βSunday beastβ, a deep-rooted urge within him that could only be filled by indulging his every dark desire once a week. The beast had begun to emerge more and more often however, and the reverend suspected it was only a matter of time until he would become more beast than manβ¦