For a moment, Clifford thought about suggesting to burn the casino down. The corpse probably pointed them to the woman it mentioned, the one who was responsible for the fog. Maybe she created it, maybe it was a punishment for her sins. In any case, she was probably evil. And the casino was an abominable to Jesus den of vice anyway.
But such thoughts were mostly a product of Clifford’s fear to go inside. As he gave the idea a second thought, he realized how bad it was. What if there were innocents inside? What if the corpse didn’t point them directly to the woman? What if it even tricked them?
Ashamed of his less than kind thoughts, Clifford left it for the others to decide the course of action. But he would remember this moment of weakness to later pray for redemption.
But such thoughts were mostly a product of Clifford’s fear to go inside. As he gave the idea a second thought, he realized how bad it was. What if there were innocents inside? What if the corpse didn’t point them directly to the woman? What if it even tricked them?
Ashamed of his less than kind thoughts, Clifford left it for the others to decide the course of action. But he would remember this moment of weakness to later pray for redemption.