Church On: State -part 1- By Top Tier Story

He slides a datapad across the table. The man’s hand trembles over the glowing red “CONSENT” button.

She was sick, Cain. And they let her die in a correctional ward.

ABEL (late 30s, bearded, gentle but fierce) stands at a makeshift altar. He holds a piece of BREAD in one hand, a CUP of water in the other. Church On State -Part 1- By Top Tier Story

Please. I didn’t know. The pastor at Saint Dismas—he said—

You remember the tunnel?

Cain’s hand trembles. He can’t stop it.

Cain freezes. The name hits him like a blade. He slides a datapad across the table

Recoding initiated. Praise the State.