The door stands twenty feet tall. It is made of metal with a large knocker at eye level. There is a small sliding window covered with metal so that people inside can slide it and see who is knocking. The door has three large rectangles made of rivets, one high, one in the middle, and one low.
Enormous church entrance door, Outside Church
a watchman
priests
I officiate over weddings.  I dislike the dark arts.  I perform exorcisms.
How may I assist you, watchmen? Is all well here?  I have heard the badger-cultists have been roaming the streets at night. Yes, those badger cultists have been terrible. Not as bad as the followers of the weasel-god, I assure you. All is peaceful here now though. Any other rumours of trouble?  The weasel-god followers are a tricky sort to be sure. Well, I do recall sister mary complaining of a terrible odor coming from the pews here, but my smell went long ago with my hair, I'm afraid. Let us take a look then shall we?  Can't be too careful these days. I suppose you are right, right this way. My, that stench is terrifying isn't it?  Like rotten eggs, rotten flesh, and . . . more rot I suppose.  Can you see anything under there?  Looks like a giant slime of some sort, could have come in from the sewers.  Have any of your parishioners missed mass recently? Oh, no. Perhaps that is ectoplasm left over from an exorcism. I wouldn't touch that, watchmen. You may become possessed. I intend to call for reinforcements, I assure you.  What exorcism was this?  Did you get the appropriate forms from town hall, or was this one "off the books" so to speak?