Ch 68 - Horrid Revelations

“What is this? Why can’t I see their faces?” the boy asked, clutching at the hem of Morpheus’ robe.

“You don’t seem them because they don’t exist, not in this reality. Now watch, young Asen.”

A scene played out before them like a three dimensional movie, and the two of them relived the hospital encounter. A teenager walked in, his face redacted and replaced by a simplified smug emoji.

Their words were clear, however, as was the part where he mind controlled Eleanor to explode in a crowd. He shuffled backwards afterwards, depicting the woman strapped to a chair while a family of three watched.

“Why are you showing me these evil people?” Asen questioned, his adorable young mind clearly perceiving things in black and white.

“So you don’t become like them.”

“I would never!” the boy denied vehemently, “My mother says bad people can’t go to heaven.”

“What if there was no hell, young Asen?” Murphy questioned rhetorically, “If there was no heaven to yearn for, and no judgement in an afterli