B is for Confessions

In the quiet of the Church...

Priest: How long since your last confession?
Hero: I've... never had one.
Priest: You are not Catholic?
Hero: No. I'm not
Priest: That's ok. Nobody's perfect

chuckle, chuckle between the grate.

Priest: Why are you here?
Hero: To be honest, I'm not 100% sure.

pause.

Priest: Let me tell you why you are here. anonymity.
No one knows you, so no one can judge you.
You come here to speak your true mind and not what you think you should say.

pause.

Hero: Yes.
Priest: Then speak. Speak my son.
Hero: I...
Priest: Speak your true mind...

pause

Hero: Forgive me Father, for I am stupid

[what came before]

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