Judgement Day suicide

_Don’t go. Don’t leave me here, Nephi! I didn’t mean to use God’s words for my greedy means. I didn’t._

I woke up from my nightmare drenched in sweat despite the cold and bitter winter wind. I felt around for a packet of matchsticks.

*Joseph, you disappoint me.*

_Nephi, is that you?_

The silence was deafening. And Nephi kept his silence. The question hung in the air like a fishing hook.

_Nephi… Are we going to continue with the translation?_

*No. *

_What are we going to do?_ My confusion caused me to swing the candle around, in search of Nephi.

*I thought you were a good man, Joseph. But you are not. God has no use for you now, Joseph. No use. You are a pathetic man, Joseph.*

_I gave my whole life to God._

*You’re of no use to Him.*

_I… I… I will prove myself. To Him. Prove myself._ I whispered.

*Kill yourself, Joseph.* The voice hissed promptly. *Kill yourself, you greedy man. He has no use of you now.*

I picked up a dagger by the open window and lashed out.