The machine knew she was not dressed properly for church, but, she wouldn’t miss a service.  It was something human, to believe in a higher power even though some were beginning to move away from it.  She could feel his presence, atleast on the occassion when she channeled the divine fire.  He despised her, she knew that she was an abomination but she desired his approval.<br/><br/>So, she stepped through the doors and took up a position alone at the back.  Silent, her head down simply listening to the words of the figure who spoke before her.