The pew is worn from many years of being sat on during services.  It looks fairly basic upon first glance.  But there is something just under the surface, something moving.
Pew, Inside Church
a spider spins its web in the pew corner
alter boy
A am an alter boy of the street. I am doing different things all rhe time. I like to change places and visit new places.
argh! a spider **I wonder what would happened if I spun down above his head** **spins web down, dangles infront of boys head** shoo! get away! Don't fret little alter boy, I am just trying to catch something delicious to eat. oh. Thank goodness for that. I came in here to sleep. It's cold outside I never said what looked delicious! HA, I am only kidding, Why are you here to sleep, do you have no home? just remember I am much larger than you and I am also hungry- also kidding. No, I don't have a home. Never really have How is it that a boy has no home? I am afraid you are not my taste in eat. Ha! I don't know. I've just been on the streets as long as I can remember. It's tough to make something from nothing I will say, this isn't the greatest place to sleep, but you at least have company. I'm sure that rat over there could use a friend. it's dry- that's as good as I can hope for. The conversation is an unexpected bonus as well. Do you live here? I do, I am the black widow of the pew, I have been here for sometime, though the offering that make it to the web in the corner of the pew are quite sparse. 