THE SEX REBEL OF JESUSLAND, chapter 149

149. THE NEXT VIDEO.

“I want you to see this.”

Ezra’s face was white. Fear jumped into Adam’s chest.

It was all over TV. The latest video from the Brotherhood.

“This time they’ve gone too far.”

Jeremiah Luther, crucified. Arms outstretched, head slumped, hanging from a cross. Was he the new Christ? Well, he was a kind of Christ for real, because he was hanging from a cross in a very Christ-like pose.

Jeremiah alive, but his hands and feet pierced, against the background of a cloudless sky, somewhere in the country, somewhere beyond the reach of the USUG.

On either side of Jeremiah were two others, also crucified, their crosses a little shorter than his, also with nails through their hands and feet, alive and suffering.

One of them was Hagar the Child Molester, the Golden Child’s therapist, whom the Golden Child had accused of molesting him in a shocking turn in the Daycare Center trial. She had been the chief accuser with the Golden Child, the one who had released the terrible truths out of him, and then he had revealed the most terrible truth of all, that she was one of the molesters. There was drool running out of Hagar’s mouth, dirtied with the red hue of blood. She was alive, but appeared to be unconscious.

The other one was conscious, like Jeremiah, her eyes moving, distraught, her naked body hanging taut and bleeding from the nails through her hands, her arms stretched, pitifully thin.

The other one was Eve.