He heard tramps on stairs. Turner rolled his eyes up and then climbed up the wooden stairs which took him to a passageway. In the end of small passage was an open door.

She must be in there. Turner then entered inside the room. History repeats itself. A kid was near the bed on his knees and was bleeding. The busted open kid of nine or ten looked like he was going to get unconscious due to something. More than it, he also was the kid whom he had buried twenty years ago but this time he had no wound on his head he had caused. The child's body was covered in blood like he had had a bloodbath.

The child tried to run but Turner grasped him and then began to strip his shirt to check how deep the impairments were. When he stripped his shirt then he found brutal stripes like deep cuts on his back from back of neck to down bleeding like a river.

The boy looked like he was going to die anytime. Stripping him to nude to bare skin exposed his bleeding buttocks and upper thighs. Jesus was also flogged.

"Lord! Wake up Lord!" Turner started to slap him for consciousness but he was just groaning and moaning as a response.

"I can't leave you here like this Jesus. I'll take you to infirmity." He told the injured boy. He attempted to carry God on his shoulder but he wasn’t young enough for the physical task. Without willingness, he had to drag Jesus from the stairs by hoping he would not be harmed by the point they would have reached down.

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When he reached down with young Jesus then he found Payne's presence there. He backed up and looked around. He saw a gun nearby and pointed at here, "You? What are you?"

She said nothing but gave wicked smirk by contracting her crooked nose. Even she could see she had no reason to fear Turner for he seemed petrified

He then realized Jesus was on his knees somehow.

"Curse is getting over. The curse of free mind." she spoke.

Turner looked down at him and said, "At last, the day has arrived. I shall fix my sin of what I had put you through." He saw terror in Jesus' bloodshot eyes.

Then Turner pulled the trigger of Colt with his eyes closed. The bullet rocketed towards her abdomen and pierced it by spilling blood all around. She fell like a chopped tree on the floor. He opened his eyes and ran towards Payne's body but whom he saw dead there wasn’t Payne.

She was an old balding woman who had just been shot on forehead by him.

"Jesus, she's not a human. She's Satan." he told himself and dropped the gun. He no longer cared of Jesus. He ran to save his own life. Turner got out from the house's window towards the garden. He was about to cross the fence which was about four feet tall when he tripped and fell. His head banged on the ground and blackness surrounded him.

When he woke up then he found himself in TPD Headquarters.