A Journalist Visits A Church In a mysterious Desert. The church stands alone with nothing else in sight. The journalist opens the towering door and is met by a priest. Priest: why are you here my child. Journalist: I would like to know more about the church. The priest agrees to give him a tour of the church. The journalist is shown through every room, every nook and every cranny. Everywhere except a trap door located on the ceiling. Curiosity gets the better of him and the journalist asks him what's behind the door. Priest: I would absolutely tell you my child but you have to be a priest. Journalist: Well, how do I become a priest? Priest: You have to experience the worst pain known to man to become a priest. The journalist goes home trying to push the thought of the trapdoor from his mind. Eventually, he cannot take it anymore and throws himself in front of a moving car. He breaks one arm and one leg. He returns to the priest, telling him of what he has gone through. Priest: I'm sorry my child but you still haven't experienced enough pain in order to become a priest. The journalist, frustrated, returns home once again trying to force himself to forget about the trap door. But he cannot forget. The journalist proceeds to drench himself in petrol and set it on fire. The pain is excruciating and leaves him with 3rd degree burns. He returns to the church once more stressing to the priest the pain he has experienced. Priest: terribly sorry my child but that isn't enough. The journalist, feeling truly defeated returns home again. But he cannot forget the trapdoor. The journalist catches a plane and jumps out with no parachute. He breaks every single bone in his body and drags himself across the desert until he is greeted by the large doors of the church. The journalist is welcomed by the priest and tells him through a broken jaw and shattered teeth the pain he has experienced. Priest: very well my child, you are now a priest, what do you want to do now? Journalist: I wanna see what's behind the trapdoor! Priest: then I will show you my child please follow me. The priest walks to a cupboard and pulls out a large ladder. He props it against the trap door, as he begins to climb. The journalist struggles to follow him as they finally reach the top. The door opens revealing everything inside... I would tell you but you have to be a priest.