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Vissarion, wasting no time on wondering whether the others are having any difficulty spelling "Vissarion," says to Ivan: "You don't think I should be speaking in multisyllabic words? Maybe I look too much like a dumb jock? Okay, let me rephrase myself. Me come close to death in past, but me not die. Me not die if God not say it time I die. Me do like that you say not give up hope. Come with me if you want. That count for boy Raj, too. Pardon my not finishing with 'Ugga-bugga,' but those words have more than one syllable."
 
A smile played at Lisbeth's mouth. "Well, one of us has a sense of humor!" She said as she tried to contain the violent laughter which threatened to come out of her.

Lisbeth smiled at Raj. "No one will hurt you here, Raj," she said.
 
"I hate children."
"Stop it he's cute. Leave him alone."
"WHO IS GOD!!!" JAde yelled at Vissarion, "Siad help me! Who is it?"
 
Since no one is immediately coming forward to join him, the big red-haired man says, "At least you have this exit now--more than Sartre offered. I'm going to continue exploring. Jade, if you come along, or if we meet later, I'll gladly tell you what I understand about God. Places I've been before now, I've marked with a V surrounded by a circle. I will continue doing so, in case you want to follow my trail. So far, I haven't encountered any death-traps in this building or castle or whatever; doesn't mean there couldn't be any."

And Vissarion the Selfless steps out again through the hole he made in the wall.
 
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Since no one is immediately coming forward to join him, the big red-haired man says, "At least you have this exit now--more than Sartre offered. I'm going to continue exploring. Places I've been before now, I've marked with a V surrounded by a circle. I will continue doing so, in case you want to follow my trail. So far, I haven't encountered any death-traps in this building or castle or whatever; doesn't mean there couldn't be any."

And Vissarion the Selfless steps out again through the hole he made in the wall.
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"Way to be practical."
JAde grabbed Vissarion, "Tell me who God is! It will drive me crazy if you don't! And I'm not a pretty little flower when I'm crazy!!!"
 
"Well," said Lisbeth. "Are we to follow him, or not?" Lisbeth hugged Raj. Suddenly, someone else appeared. A boy, about two years older than Lisbeth, stood leaning against the wall and looking confused.
Lisbeth's eyes narrowed when she saw him. "Darron" she muttered angrily.
"Lisbeth?" he said, looking surprised.
 
"He's the one that betrayed me," Lisbeth said. She scowled. "Don't try to talk to me because I hate you," she said to Darron.
 
Vissarion swerves his scarred head to tell the child, "Betraying is like breaking a promise."

Then returning his attention to Jade, he gently but firmly brushes aside her clutching hands, telling her, "The first thing to say is what God is NOT. Really, THREE things that He is not. He is not the universe itself; He is independent from the universe, and would still exist if it were destroyed. He also is not a distant, impersonal uncaring force that just happened to make the universe; He notices each of us, including Ivan. And--which is often the hardest point to accept--He is not OBLIGATED to us by some contract that allows us to give Him orders. He retains ultimate authority, and He has His own reasons for the things He actively does, and the events He permits."
 
Darron stuck his hands in his pockets and watched Lisbeth. Many thoughts were running through his head. "How did we all get here?" he asked, thinking aloud. He shut his mouth again when his eyes met Lisbeth's scornful ones.
 
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