The Prophets

"...for I am thy fellowservant, and of thy brethren the prophets..."


The man smiled quietly, then disappeared into the darkness. John, detained first
by fear, then the logic of having dialoged with one so wise watched in awe. These
were the Essenes? But he wanted to know more. And yet, the wise one, he said
that in due course would the Lord return. What in the world was going on?

"How do you read it, Sergeant?"
"Oh... hi sir. Well... you say these are the authentic scriptures"
"Word for word from the Vatican, son..."
"Well, it's interesting. So all it is is this ... bunch of monks?"
"No ordinary... monks... our brethren, the prophets. You see, a long time ago..."
The director set his glasses to the side and began to initiate state policy.