"Jarrod."

Lord Summerisle looked around him but saw no one.

"Jarrod."

"Yes?"

A man appeared before him.

"Why do you hurt me?"

"What do you mean? I don't know, how could I have hurt you?"

The man looked at him sadly.

"Your sacrifices, your way of life, they all hurt me."

Summerisle was now even more confused.

"Who are you?"

"I Am that I Am. I am Jesus Christ, the God of the man you sacrificed yesterday. I am the one true God."

The magistrate swallowed, his mouth suddenly as dry as sand.

"What do you want with me?"

"You must change your ways and the ways of your people. If you do not I will smite Summerisle with the ten plagues upon which I sent to Egypt."

His Lordship didn't know what the plagues were, but he knew that they would be terrible. He swallowed again.

"Why?"

A book appeared in Jesus' hands, and He held it out to Summerisle. On the cover it read Bible.

"This is My Word. All that you need to know is in there."

Summerisle took the Bible and noticed the holes in Jesus' hands.

"What happened to Your hands?"

The Son of God simply smiled.

"The answer to your question, all your questions, are in the Bible."

*******

Summerisle awoke with a start.

Had it all been a dream?

He then became away of a weight on his legs, sat up, turned on the lamp on the nightstand beside his bed, and looked down to find the Bible from his dream. He picked it up and looked at it. After a moment of hesitation, he opened it and began to read.

The magistrate spent the rest of the night and all of the next day reading. Once finished, he put the Bible down, buried his face in his hands, and wept. He understood. He and his people were like those in Sodom and Gomorrah, and if they didn't change, they'd suffer that same fate.

"Help me. Please help me. Jesus, help me," he said softly as he continued to weep.

/You know what to do./

"God, please, I beg of You, forgive me of my sins, come into my heart and save me. Please give me the strength and wisdom to help my people change."

He felt as though a great weight and burden had been lifted from his shoulders.

/Live for me, and I shall tell you when the time is right to tell your people./

"Thank you."

With the Bible held close to his heart, Lord Summerisle fell asleep, a new Christian, a new man.