Hendrick the Fun Monk, on the other hand, looks a bit nervous. He’s new to the monastery, and even though things seem to be going as planned, he’s almost certain something will go wrong on his watch. He watches the newcomers approach with a wary eye, his arms crossed not in defiance but in anxiety, hands tucked under his biceps.

“Uh—sorry, uh, I can’t let you guys pass. This is holy ground, there’s...there’s a password.”

He can only hope that suffices to turn these people away. After all, they look awfully determined.