“So Joses was not entirely responsible for the man he became,” John muttered.
“That is a matter of opinion,” Nicodemus replied. “Suffice it to say Joses never saw the inside of a synagogue for the entirety of his youth at least after his aunt died, perhaps longer than that. He was completely shut off from the Word of God and frequently exposed to infernal chanting. No one knows what sparked the explosion, but one night Joses went insane and tore his father and brothers limb from limb. The townspeople could not even look inside the house, so horrible were its contents. They merely toppled the walls and set it afire. Some believe Joses’ blood had been used for sacrifice. All we know is that his rampage had just begun.”
“A true lost soul,” Thomas said.
“Or a vicious mass murderer,” Nicodem
