Adam Frank Monologue
Face pale with terror, Adam's shaky hand moved to switch on the bedside lamp. Images of Fire and Brimstone, and writhing figures, – men, women and children all – screaming in pain as flames consumed their bodies, flowed through his mind. Eyeballs exploded, and liquefied flesh oozed into fiery lava pits, leaving nothing but a collapsed pile of charred bones on the ground before moments later the victim's human form was resurrected in its entirety, and subjected to the same agonising fate again. Over and over, ad infinitum.
"DO YOU DESERVE TO BURN?"
The Pastor stared at him and Eve, feverish gaze darting between the children seated in the front row next to their Uniformed father and oh–so–sweet–acting Mary, pointing the Crucifix at each in ... Show more content on Helpwriting.net ..."Murder him, eviscerate him, cut God's fucking head off and feed it to the dogs." Excitement and glee filled lit up Adam's features, mostly in surprise that he'd actually uttered the words aloud, before his countenance sobered. "Do you think we could, but how? He has his army, and would turn us to dust before we even got near. Unless." Adam's brows furrowed in concentration, the last word barely audible.
Leaning forward, he tugged on Eve's arm, bringing her closer, and peered into her deep–brown eyes. "Do you recall that movie we watched one time, Evie? The Wizard of Oz." Whispering, he cupped her chin and caressed her cheek. "Sometimes when I have a good dream, that's what I dream about." A light smile caused the corners of his lips to curl upwards as he recalled one of the few pleasurable events from childhood. "That God is like the Wizard, all booming voice and scary threats, but once you get close, you discover he's actually nothing but a pathetic little man, terrified of his own
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