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1:12:00
- Abbé Pivot's disciples,
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sprawled among the pews,
20 of them, like last time,

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but now they were all dead.
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- How did they die?
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- Disembowelled,
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mutilated, hacked to pieces.
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Blood everywhere.
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They'd killed each other with
their bare hands,

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like beasts.
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Father Boudreault and I
waded through the gore,

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as if hypnotized,
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unable to speak.
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One or two were taking
their last breaths.

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It was then I noticed
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a woman lying spread
on the altar,

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a pregnant woman, dead.
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Pivot had cut her baby
out of her.

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He pressed his lips
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against the baby's,
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as if he was kissing him, or...
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- What have you done?
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Confess your crimes, you monster!
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Implore the Lord's forgiveness,
this instant!

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- I did it!
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I did it!
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- Be damned!
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May your soul burn
in Hell forever!

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Do you hear me, for all eternity!

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