"I don't remember much of it, other than that," Murphy admitted. "Except that the parts in hell...I think they gave me nightmares as a kid. But that was probably the point..." He shook his head, and realized he was rambling and offering no context.
"Uh...I was raised by Catholic nuns," he explained. "Some of'em had the idea the best way to make kids behave is make'em terrified of what Satan might do. I believed it, too, when I was little. And that hell was all fire and brimstone and having your skin flayed all the time." He looked at his food for a moment, voice growing more somber.
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"Uh...I was raised by Catholic nuns," he explained. "Some of'em had the idea the best way to make kids behave is make'em terrified of what Satan might do. I believed it, too, when I was little. And that hell was all fire and brimstone and having your skin flayed all the time." He looked at his food for a moment, voice growing more somber.
"I know different, now."