For James Holloway and others, ruminations from an npc at the national, played for all of 10 minutes

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My name is Thomas, and I was a terrible person
I lied, I cheated, I stole. I needed none of the things I took, yet I took them anyway, for it was easy.
Then the almighty came to me in a dream. A room of monsters, baying for blood and killing others. Leaving me alive so I could remember.
They pierced my neck, they threw me to the floor like a rag. They were monsters, monsters of nightmares
The scent of blood everywhere, the word damnation echoing through my ears
I woke up and could feel the pain throughout my every fibre, my sins are my pain, my torment
Today I enter seminary
My name is Thomas, and I was a terrible person