Revealing Revelations by Ric Nero

had some explaining to do I calm down and Bazz lets me go.
    Shane walks over and stands face to face with Bazz and says something inaudible to hear even in this small room. Bazz looks at Shane and shrugs his shoulders. Shane gives him a cold stare.
    “Gentlemen, please. I know there’s tension and in the air, but I must ask that everyone sits down so we can… clear the air, if you will,” Bazz says.
    Shane looks at me checking my reaction and I look back. I sit at the opposite side of the table from the priest. Shane sits next to me. Bazz sits on the right side of the table. Everyone is quiet, looking at one another. Everything about this guy has brought confusion and threatens what we do and believe in here.
    “Okay. I’ll start this off,”  Shane said angrily. “Why are you even here?” he asked. Then he sat forward leaning in the direction of the man.
    “And don’t give me that crap about being some guy named Todd, we looked him up and it’s not you. Who are you really?” I added to Shane’s question. 
    “Right,” the mysterious man answered. He sighs and proceeds. “My name is Andre Auron. You may call me Auron. I am — or at least was — a priest from Vatican City, Rome. But no longer.” His eyes shake and tone fades in and out, as though he’s ashamed.
    “What do you mean no longer?” I asked.
    “I ex-communicated myself for… certain reasons which led me to seek you out almost a year ago. I met your colleague, Mr. Bazz, shortly after my arrival to the U.S.” Auron continued on. “I’m pretty sure the most important question presently would be, what it is that I want with you all exactly?”
    He’s doing it again, asking himself questions in front of us as though he understood our next thoughts and then answering them. But he was right, and it killed me that he was.
    “How can I put this? Years ago, your nation’s presidential election’s votes were lost two terms in a row; first and only time ever heard of in history. You call it a conspiracy and you’re right, but for whose benefit? Would you say that he was obviously a figure head someone else put in place while he pulled the puppet from elsewhere?” Auron asked. He stands to his feet and walks to the laptop Shane was using before and opens it, pressing a few keys here and there.
    “So you’re saying the Commander in Chief of America is someone else’s pawn? Who’s? Congress?” I asked.
    Auron quickly answered. “No, your House of Congress does not completely conspire together, some are part of the problem and others aren’t even aware of their existence, let alone their actions. What I’m trying to tell you is that even though there are seven continents and so many various countries scattered around the world, all the way at the top there is only one true form of government. And they have been orchestrating a musical comprised of our wars, fights for freedom and rights. And has done so in ways that allow us to feel we have made a difference or some effect on the outcome. Everything a nation does as a whole is influenced or controlled by an elite group of Satanists,” he says, as I hear him tapping keys on the laptop.
    I heard it, but accepting it was another story. At this point, though, I’ve seen enough that believing it was not hard at all. I’ve seen countless bodies mutilated and lay lifeless and these were not acts of God. But, to put that burden on a plate in front of us and tell us, eat up. I didn’t know how to react. I almost felt lifeless at the thought of what he said being true. Should I be amazed or scared? The sound of keys clicking continues.
    “I see you looked up John Todd. I only used that alias hoping you would look into it, understanding that’s what people like you do. Look for the truth.”
    “Well it seems John Todd’s the guy you should be talking to,” Shane said. 
    “What about him?” I tried to inquire.
    Auron shuts the screen of the laptop and returns to his seat. “He was setup.