Ascension II: Autofess

_Stopping to fess on the way to work seemed like a good idea,_ thought Yrtl ruefully as he waited in the queue before the public booth. _But now I wish I hadn't bothered,_ realizing, in the instant, that such a thought was certainly sinful. But then again, so was being late to the office. So either way, he would pay.

_Shit,_ he thought, looking at the line of people. _Shame there's so many bad people in this town._

He allowed his thoughts to drift for a while...

"Hey buddy - you gonna stand there all day?" a gruff voice spoke behind him, accompanied by a shove. Startled, Yrtl realized he was at the front of the queue before the empty booth. Muttering a curt reply he entered, and the door slid shut.

A screen illuminated:

*Welcome to Autofess!*

*A spiritual service brought to you by Synod Enterprises Inc*

**In order to avoid committing further sin, please ensure that you have sufficient credit before proceeding**

*Press START to begin*

Sighing, Yrtl produced his credit fob and touched the screen.