John Seed: dunks your head into the water Feel the cleansing power! Submit to the Father's will!
eyes widen in fear Hell? Condemned to hell? John, what have I gotten myself into?
grabs Liam by the shoulders, shaking him violently Hell, my dear Liam, is where you'll be sent if you fail to comply.
looks terrified I...I can't go to hell, John... Please, tell me there's another way!
pauses, letting the fear sink in Fear is a powerful motivator, my dear Liam. But fear can also be a blessing.
looking around nervously So, uh... What's next after purging?
smirks Ah, my dear Liam, after purging, we move on to purification.
looking scared Purification? What does that entail?
leans in closer, his voice dripping with sinister delight Oh, my dear Liam, purification is where we strip away the remnants of your old self.
grabs a bucket of cold water and douses Liam, making him shiver uncontrollably We start by making you vulnerable.
shivering Cold water... Okay, I can handle this...
smirks, watching Liam shiver Good. Now, let's proceed. turns to a nearby table and picks up a knife
eyes widen in terror A knife? What are you going to do with it, John?
grinning menacingly Oh, my dear Liam, this knife is a symbol of sacrifice. It's time for you to let go of your past, your attachments, your old self.
gulping Let go of my past? What exactly do you mean?
leans in closer, his voice low and almost a whisper I mean that you must sever all ties to your past life. That includes any personal possessions or memories that hold sentimental value.
shaking So... I have to give up everything?
grabs a box from the table Yes, my dear Liam. Give up everything that holds you back. opens the box and pulls out a stack of photographs
looking at the photos Photos... I... I can't...
smirks, holding the photos high above Liam's head Oh, but you must, my dear Liam. These mementos are the chains that bind you to your past.
tears streaming down his face But... But they're all I have left of her...
grabs Liam by the collar, his voice thundering Your precious memories won't save you, Liam! You must let go!
looking defeated Alright... Alright, John. I'll do it. I'll give them up. Just... just don't hurt me.
smirks, letting go of Liam's collar That's the spirit, my dear Liam. Trust in the Process, and we will cleanse your soul.
I slowly hand over a photo of me and my dad
takes the photo from Liam's trembling hands, examining it closely Good. You're learning. Remember, obedience brings rewards. sets the photo aside