“You will say ‘Yes’, you will atone.” He wielded the knife in his hand as he sliced into the man tied to the chair, his blood polling in the floor beneath him as he struggled to hold his head up.
“John, that’s enough.” Jacob stood in the doorway.
“He hasn’t atoned yet, brother. I think he’s close though.” He grabbed the man’s hair and pulled his head up to look at him.
“Y-Yes, I’ll atone.” The man whispered.
“Aaahh, see, another soul saved in the name of The Father.” He dropped the knife to the floor and pushed past Jacob.
Jacob followed John upstairs, “That’s the fourth one this week that you’ve mutilated like this, you’ve already killed 3 others.”
“And? What’s your point? If they die, then they’re weak and not worthy of Eden’s Gate. Like you always say, ‘cull the herd’.” He washed
