John leaned closer to the huge box where Ray kept those characters collected in small plastic bags, stuck on paper strips, written in an unknown language. William Ridmoore had cut them out from different Bibles and arranged them in order.
“Millions of small bags.” Julie looked amazed as she pulled one out. “Or a seemingly vain purpose. How many years has he been working on this?”
“Dunno,” said John quickly. “But what I want to know is, if he already made this, why did he translate it into a completely unknown language or codes?”
“To prove his superiority,” Julie said. “This could have been some kind of maniacal activity so he could rule over the text of the Bible. He turned the scripture into a completely new book, which was not understandable to anyone but him.”
“And which still looks
