' Were you there when I was crucified?! No? Then let's continue. '

Those words from himself kept repeating inside Jesus mind. He had scolded Aziraphale for trying to avoid the second coming by putting excuses to Jesus, but that was a ditch effort of the inevitable. At the end, Jesus stormed in anger away from the offices of Heaven, and derived himself down town to see how the angel's were passing those Christmas. Walking down the rocky slope, Jesus walked with a slouchy posture because of his stress and annoyance, as his eyes wandered all around decorations and gifts that could be seen through the streets and stores, all the same.

.

He continued walking until he stopped Infront of a shop, something had catch an eye on him: a sheep plush. That was when he remembered one of his many talks with his ex-friend, Judas, whose had betrayed him. They were talking about sheep's and how they would follow their owner blindly until their slaughter. That was a dumb subject, but somehow, it hit Jesus completely on the core after nostalgia took over the petty CEO of Heaven. His breath hitched for a moment as he looked at the Sheep plush, and then, the warm and familiar precense of someone close to him appeared by his side. NO! He didn't had time for HALLUCINATIONS!

' Not now, please — I don't have time! '

Jesus thought to himself before he snapped his head towards his side, now seeing the ghost/hallucination of Judas form, standing in the air while holding the plushie — But it looked more like another hallucination. Jesus had been having those hallucinations some time ago, but he never talked to anyone about them. His eyes widened in terror, regret, grief, and even nostalgia after he stopped in track, holding his breath back to avoid any sound to get off his mouth. He looked, somehow, genuinely worried about the hallucination beside him, as his body language took a more defensive turn. Why the hell he had to have hallucinations and dreams about his betrayer, Judas? He missed him, deeply, but why?