12:3 Bless you, and I will bless them,

I will curse him who despises you,

All the families of the earth will bless one another in your name

- The Book of Genesis

“…… A few days ago, the 'Adventists' announced that Acting Pope Daniel Wright will continue to go to the United States Raven Bay Federal Prison to perform the death Mass for the most terrible serial killer in history, 'Red Deer'. This move has previously been met with a large number of protests from the faithful...... Daniel Wright's proposed 'Road to Heaven' campaign, the deathbed confession of the felon, has already aroused strong public outcry in the preparatory stage...... Many people said that the Children of Light should not come into contact with them...... Daniel Wright said that even prisoners are eligible for humanitarian end-of-life care, and that such behavior should not be narrowly criticized......"

Carlton Warmington turned off the radio in some irritation. He pushed away his chair, stood up from behind the black oak desk, and walked to the gray metal frame and bulletproof glass window.

It was the fourth unusually hot summer day under the influence of the Holy Child phenomenon, the sun was shining, and the sky was a pure and immaculate almost dazzling blue, without a single cloud or shadow. Carlton Warmington looked out the window, and the air distorted slightly near the gray-yellow ground of the small playground not far away. The prisoners hid in the shadows, like lifeless gray rocks, with no one moving, no fighting, no arguments—even the slightest movement of one's fingers in the heat was a great pain.

It seems that the heat has become a more effective and harsh jailer than humans.

Carlton Warmington's head came up with these words, and he felt a hint of humor in a trance, and then the corners of his mouth lifted up—and then he found that his face was like a wax mask, and even the slightest smile was extremely difficult.

The air-conditioning in the office was so much that Carlton felt like his fingers and toes were soaked in ice water, but he wiped his forehead with a handkerchief, only to find that his head was covered in cold sweat.

Carlton was nervous, and he had to admit it, a rarity for someone of his status. After all, as the warden of the Jay Bay Federal Penitentiary, arguably the highest-security prison in the country, his daily job is to deal with the most incorrigible and unforgivable felons. And after so many years, Carlton thought that his nerves had been polished colder and harder than steel wire by the demons in human skin, but he did not expect that one day his love would be so unstable and restless because of the arrival of a thirteen-year-old boy.

"I still don't know...... I don't know if this is the right decision. ”

He sighed and muttered softly, a weakness in his voice that could only be revealed in the presence of people close to him.

"God will prove that your choice is courageous and wise. ”

A hoarse voice answered the warden's question.

Imogen Payne slowly walked to the warden's side, his black robes shaking as he walked, like an overly thick shadow. He was the kind of old man who would make people feel reliable and kind, tall in stature, his hair and eyebrows had turned snow-white under the influence of time, but his face was more ruddy than that of most middle-aged people who were busy on the go. He looks a bit like Santa Claus, but just "looks" like, in fact, the kids are always scared of him, as are some of the pet dogs. Some sensitive people will also instinctively stay away from him.

"Oh, that's probably the bad thing about being a prison priest. Occasionally, Imogen Payne would complain to his old friend. "Watching so many death row inmates die on the electric chair, there is always a smell of dead people on them in the end. ”

As a pastor, Imogen Payne has an indescribable, somewhat frightening and wonderful temperament.

But for Carlton, it's this aura of Imogen Payne that makes him particularly convincing and reliable.

"I don't know, Imogin, I admit you convinced me...... But I still think there's something wrong with that, should I say that?Sixth sense?I have a bad feeling anyway......" Carlton took off his glasses and wiped his sweaty nose pads with a handkerchief.

"What's that kid's name, do you really think he can appease that demon......"

"El, call him El—" Imogen interrupted Carlton with some abruptness, and at the mention of the man, Imogin's eyes flashed with intense happiness and adoration, "You may also call him 'Child of Light.'" He is the deceased of God, the Messiah of this world, the salvation of this world. ”

The prison priest's hand was habitually held on the cross on his chest, and in the middle of the cross was an oval photograph covered with a crystal shell.

The photograph shows the face of a young boy.

- That's Il, or "the Child of Light."

Seeing his old friend's somewhat overly excited appearance, Carlton twitched his nose a little uncomfortably, and he glanced at the picture on the cross, and must admit that it was indeed a very beautiful boy.

Yes, he used the word "beauty".

It's hard to put into words the boy's face, at least not Carleton, it's pure, it's beautiful, it's balanced, it's flawless, you can't find anything out of it or there's anything about it, with its long white-blond hair and rare deep violet eyes—Carleton just thinks it's more like a computer-generated image. Seriously, if it weren't for the boy's wings, Carlton would really only think that the so-called Adventists, the so-called "thelord'sangel" were nothing more than a botched hoax.

But the pair of wings did have zài.

No one can ignore the Adventist child of light, the "angel of God," or, as some believe, the "Christ of the flesh"—no one can ignore the wings of that boy.

The boy was born with pure wings.

It was a pair of real, beautiful wings that had grown out of a human being*, huge and gorgeous, with feathers as white as snow and shining like pearls.

Three years ago, when he appeared in front of the world with that pair of wings, the whole world was in a stir, and some surveys showed that even some once staunch atheists doubted their beliefs because of the appearance of this real "angel".

And when the owner of the pair of gorgeous wings was such a boy of inhuman beauty, the Adventists' claim of "angel coming" took on an almost magical credibility, and it spread like a plague throughout the country.

Carlton couldn't even tell when that fanaticism for "angels" had spread to his old friend, but when he realized it, Imogen Payne had declared that he would send his purest faith to the "angels", and he had the seal of the Adventists on his body and the "angelic" cross of the Adventists. Carlton tried to calm him down, but Imokin's violent reaction embarrassed Carlton. The elderly and devout pastor declares himself to be a member of the Adventists and is not far from the path God has pointed out.

“…… Rather, I am moving precisely towards the position of the Most High. ”

That's what he said to Carlton.

And as the number of people around him who believed in and worshipped the "Children of Light" gradually increased, even Carlton himself couldn't help but feel shaken - and it was because of this that he agreed to Imogin's proposal to have the real angel "descend" on the Jay Bay Federal Penitentiary to serve the "Red Deer...... The demon who put Jay's Bay Federal Penitentiary in the public spotlight prays his deathbed.

This was supposed to be Imogin's job. As a prison chaplain, part of his job is to prepare death row inmates to die.

However, the situation of the "Red Deer" itself is different from that of other ordinary death row inmates - yes, compared to the "Red Deer", the horrific state felons are suddenly compared to "ordinary" prisoners.

Carlton has spent almost his entire life in prison (which is ironic, although in fact he did spend much longer in prison as a warden) than most prisoners), but he has never met anyone like "Red Deer".

He scared Carleton - Carleton hated to admit it, but it was clear in his heart that he could not deny his fear of "Red Deer". That's not the kind of emotion that can be controlled by reason.

In fact, during the brief time he met "Red Deer", the serial killer could even be said to be polite. And in terms of numbers, the "Red Deer" is not the most cruel and the most numerous, but he is the most "evil" - no, no, no, he gives people the impression that he is part of the "evil" himself.

People who can stay in a ghost place like Jay Bay for so long have a very sensitive sixth sense, and Carlton is the best among them. Almost at the first glance of "Red Deer", Carlton saw pure darkness in the man's pupils.

It's like looking at the abyss.

To this day, Carlton can vividly recall what it felt like he felt at that moment, as if countless snakes were slowly squirming through his cuffs and neck, and his breathing would begin to become difficult, and he had to bite the muscles inside his cheeks to keep from shivering.

On the surface, at least, Carlton remained calm.

"Red Deer" smiled subtly at him.

"Don't be afraid, it's just dust on the door. ”

He said.