In the northern part of the province of Quebec in Canada an old GMC pickup is rolling down a gravel road tens of kilometers away from any sign of human activities.. It is an old pickup like you see very often which had lost 50% of it's paint due to rust.

The old truck come to a stop near a pine tree which look no different from all the other millions of pine trees around it. Truly there's nothing here except this small private road and forest for MILES around. 20 feet ahead a small mobile home, an old rusty McCormick tractor and some logging equipment.

A man is getting out of the truck wearing common Blue denim pants and black shirt. That man is me, Francis Levesque, a 54 years old priest in the small town of Chibougamau. I spent my entire life at the service of my lord and savior Jesus Christ.

At the moment i am yet again doing the work of the lord. I proceed toward the back of my truck and reach for a big black leather bag under a tarp.

“Humff!! It's heavy, this work is getting harder with the years.” (Francis)

Putting the bag over my shoulder i proceed in the direction of the wood chipper. It is a very useful machine, you put branches, logs and roots in it's mouth and all that come out is wood chips. Dropping the bag in front of it i begin by starting the machine, then going back to the big bag i unzip it. I grab what's inside and start trowing pieces in the wood chipper.

At the other end of the machine, red sludge start squirting out with force and into a pen housing 5 very fat pigs. After a few minutes, i trow buckets of water in the machine cleaning some of the goo away, then stop the machine.

“COME ON GUYS ! DINER'S SERVED !” (Francis)

Not that i needed to tell them, at the moment i had started the machine they came running knowing it was protein day!! I continue giving them water then standard animal feed. After that i go at my fire-pit and burn some stained clothes and a pair of shoe. Then i go to the small lake a few hundred feet away, jump into my small fishing boat, go toward the deepest part of the lake and drop a few gold rings, earrings and teethe?! into the black abyss.

I then return to my mobile home to my fire pit, making sure everything is burning properly i add a few logs then start removing my own clothes and burn them too. Totally naked i then wash myself meticulously in the outdoor shower in the backyard then dry myself. Once assured about my cleanliness i enter my small home (If you can call it a home, it was most like a hunting cabin) and i go to sleep in a dusty bed of course only after having said a most important prayer.

I was very tired and with good reason, i had spent all night hunti* humhurm*clearing throat* doing the lord's work. After a few hours of sleep I get up and quickly prepare myself since i had a mess to preside at the local church and still had 2 hours of back country roads to drive before arriving there. I put on my priest robe and collar then go back in my truck leaving my hunting/logging shack behind in a trail of dust.

A few hours later i finished the mess, today i made my sermon about the importance of faith by reading them a few bible verses finishing with Matthew 21: {Jesus replied, "I tell you the truth, if you have faith and do not doubt, not only can you do what was done to the fig tree, but also you can say to this mountain, 'Go, throw yourself into the sea,' and it will be done. } All in all a very successful mess once again teaching all those sinners that they need to OBEY the words of the lord !! If they dont the bible is clear, they should be put to death and burn in hell for all eternity ! Hurmrhum* Anyway..

Time for confessions, i enter my booth waiting for the sinners to come and confess their sins to me. Funny how they think this will save them from eternal damnation hahahaha. All it does is give me info on them and the extent of their sins.

“Forgive me father for i have sinned.” (Random woman)

“What are your sins my child ?” (Francis)

“I... ” (Random woman)

“You can speak my child, everything you say is between your and the lord.” (Francis)

“I feel attraction toward my son father, ...i... i fight it as hard as i can but the simple sight of him suffice at drenching my womanhood and the feeling of shame that comes with it is eating me from the inside. *sob*” (Random woman)

'Fighting it hard, prrffhuhuhuh*' Francis thought while suppressing a laughter.

“Have you ever,... taken actions upon those feelings ?” (Francis)

“Ho! By God no !! i wouldn't...” (Random woman)

“What if HE was initiating it..?” (Francis)

[...]

The women seemed lost in thought when Francis broke the silence.

“You will recite 500 prayers to the holy virgin Mary and 100 more each time those thought come to your mind. In the name of the holy spirit you are forgiven my child.” (Francis)

Francis then proceed to take note in a small handbook.

“Thank you ! Thank you Father Francis praise the lord!” (Random woman)

She then leave the booth.

Next a man enter the booth. Francis recognize him even behind this mosquito net thing separating them. This man is the son of a miner he know well. Damn the dude was always confessing about every little things.. 'Father i have sinned, i ate at a restaurant and forgot to leave tip.' That kinda crap... His son, the man about to confess was 17 years of age and like his father working at the mine. If i remember correctly his name is.... Stephan.. Stephan Pelletier.

“Forgive me father for i have sinned.” (Stephan)

“What are your sins my child ?” (Francis)

“[...] I... have demons in me, giving me feelings that i find impossible to fight.” (Stephan)

“Demons ? Feelings? Keep going my son.” (Francis)

“The feelings i am fighting are.. ” (Stephan)

After 30 seconds of awkward silence he continue.

“When i work at the mines, down there it is really warm and humid. Most co-worker are strong and muscular men in t-tops and when i see drips of sweat flow down their skins following the shape of their muscles dirtied by dirt and murk. I.. i...” (Stephan)

'SIGHHHHH This town have way to many sex deviant going around... I would have thought will all the work i did in those last 20 years.......' (Francis)

“The other day i was watching one of my friend co-worker while he was handling his big percussion tool.. I... am very ashamed to admit but... i soiled my pants...” (Stephan)

'There we go again...' (Francis)

“Have you ever,... taken actions upon those feelings ?” (Francis)

“I [...] have. With the mentioned co-worker.” (Stephan)

'If a man has sexual relations with a man as one does with a woman, both of them have done what is detestable. They are to be put to death; their blood will be on their own heads. Leviticus 20:13 --- BINGO !' (Francis)

Francis quickly take notes in his handbook this time in red with the mention 'Ready for harvest' followed with 'Need to find the other dude'.

“You will recite 500 prayers to the holy virgin Mary and 500 to Jesus Christ. In the name of the holy spirit you are forgiven my child. And, [...] you should tell your friend who you sinned with to come see me as well.” (Francis)

“I will, thank you Father. Bless the lord!” (Stephan)

This is my daily routine, the mess and the confessions and all the different church related activities in this small region. At the end of the day i get down to the sleeping quarter of the church and take my well deserved 8 hours of sleep i hadn't had the time to finish during the middle of the day.

The next morning Francis is up early like usual and start with his morning prayers, then the preparations for the day.

'Let's do some overtime tonight. I feel like hunti.. Urmm* working, otherwise this city will crumble under Satan's foot' (Francis)

The day goes by uneventful as usual and when the sun finally goes down Father Francis is closing the church for the day. He then get to his old pickup and drive toward a well known bar around town. In such a small town everybody know each others and their habits.. Even without his habit to write all those information in his handbook he would still have known where to find his .. “prey”. The young man was only 17 years old but was already seen as an adult by all since he started working with his father at the mine few months ago. Not surprising that he would find him where all the miners go when off work, “Lodevi” was the name of this bar.

He then spotted Stephan's car, an old Ford Fiesta his father had bought him for his 16th birthday. He then slowly, hidden in the darkness of night closed in on the vehicle sliding under it and punctured a hole in the gas tank creating a a smelly puddle slowly pouring down the parking asphalt to the gutter. He then waited, 'don't want him to ask someone else to give him a ride home...'

Few hours later the target's getting out of the bar with a cigarette on his lips. Stephan was then followed by another man around his age.

'Could he be...?' (Francis)

To his great pleasure he witness them exchanging a quick kiss before jumping in the car.

'Thank you God for assisting me in my task' (Francis)

They then both leave in the car visibly running on fume unknowing they wouldn't make it pass a few hundreds feet. Francis proceeded in following them. A few minutes later, the car come to a stop. Both men visibly agitated get out of the car and start inspecting it. At this time Francis arrive in his pickup and slowly stop behind their car. Then getting out asking them.

“Having mechanical issues ?” (Francis)

“Ho ! Heerm hello father Francis! Erm well as you can see.. yes. I think it ran out of gas but i'm sure i filled it not long ago.” (Stephan)

“Maybe you have a hole in your gas tank” (Unknown dude)

“humm Well i'm no expert in mechanic but i can drop you off somewhere if you want.” (Francis)

“Ho! Thank you father that will be a great help !” (Stephan)

“Thank you father Francis i will take you up on that offer.” (Unknown dude)

“Good good ! Come on. My pickup is a 2 seater but there's plenty of room in the back !” (Francis)

“Isn't it a bit unsafe ?” (Unknown dude)

“Hahaha i won't go fast obviously.. What are you a wimp?” (Francis)

“Is that something a priest would say????” (Unknown dude) Say the unknown dude visibly surprised.

“Haha i'm off duties! And back in my days young men were a lot harder to scare than just a ride in the box of a pickup truck hahaha” (Francis)

“Come on Etien let's stop wasting father's time, ill go in the back.” (Stephan)

“No no it's ok i was kidding! I will go in the back Stephan.” (Etien) Say the unkn.. hurm* Etien.. While giving a wryly smile to Stephan.

After everyone is in place, Stephan in the passenger seat, and Etien in the back i start rolling slowly on the road toward the edge of town where Stephan live. Apparently they both go there so i wont have to drop Etien to his home.. Most likely to gorge themselves in homosexual activities worthy of death. 'Visibly unrepentant.. eh'

I then take a left turn to a dirt road leading nowhere and they know it.

“Father??” (Stephan)

“I need to go get something it'll take 2 minutes” (Francis)

“Ok i guess... Eh.. Can you slow down a bit the road is bumpy and Etien is in the back..” (Stephan)

Stephan was getting worried as i was accelerating. 40 – 50 – 60 Mph.. Then as i reach 70 I slam the breaks. *Skweeeeeekkkkk!!!*

Etien is thrown over the truck down the street and do some rolls before stopping 50feet ahead of us. As Stephan yell in horror and quickly open the passenger door to get out i pull out a hunting knife and stab him in the heart before kicking him out of the truck with my right foot. I shut the truck's lights off and go around the truck to where Stephan was laying down on the road. 'Instant death eh? Perfect.' I pull the knife out from his chest and start walking toward Etien 50 feet ahead.

When i reach him he's still alive, his breathing is heavy and some blood bubbles are forming each time he difficultly exhale showing sigh of internal bleeding in his lungs. His eyes wide open he look at me with terror in his eyes. 'He should not know i did it on purpose.. Maybe he is afraid of dying ? How cute..' I then take the knife and slit his throat. I quickly drag him to my truck then drag both boys to the ditch on the side of the road and proceed to bleed and “prepare them”.

I take a hammer from my truck and break all their teeth which i gather and put in a bag. I gather all their jewelry, belt buckles, rings (Everything that can't be digested or burnt) and put that in the same bag as the teeth. Then remove their clothes and put them in a different bag. I then take a saw, cut the four limbs and the heads and put them in body bags.

Once everything is cleaned and loaded i turn around and start driving north to my hunting shack with “Skeeter Davis - The end of the world” playing on my old cassette tape radio.

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Why does the sun go on shining

Why does the sea rush to shore

Don't they know it's the end of the world

'Cause you don't love me any more

Why do the birds go on singing

Why do the stars glow above

Don't they know it's the end of the world

It ended when I lost your love