It was just another ordinary Tuesday at Green Dolphin Street Prison for a priest like me. Except for the fact that a new prisoner had arrived named... Jolyne Cujoh, for murder, if I remember correctly. But nothing out of the ordinary.

"..."

I was sitting in the small church chapel and place of confession, peacefully reading the Bible, although I only thought about Lord DIO... grapes and other fruits were beside me on the large table. Everything was quiet and calm until I heard a sound, which sounded like someone entering the place, which made me quickly raise my head in the direction of the noise.