There is a clear space in the skies, and thunders clap from every direction. There seems to be a fog, and the lost soul emerges from the dark.
Lost Soul: I have come from a land of plenty, where the mouth was never deprived of things tasteful, and the eyes had the best feasts. Now, why do I walk the path of loneliness, when there are many who I call brethren?
First Spirit: Your time in the realm of men is spent, and now you are come into the netherworld, where you neither thirst nor hunger, but yet must be filled with deeds from your past.
Second Spirit: This wretch came from the dark whence cometh no help, and the garments upon him are filthy. He is unworthy of our presence. He must be cast into the depths-dark and frighful-a place fit for the fallen.
Lost Soul: (looking surprised) I know naught of what you speak. I was but a sailor lost at sea, when the tempest tossed and my voyage dragged to the bottom of Davy Jones locker. Then Looked I to the horizon, saw a time of wonders lost and of times of wonders found, and the seas, Poseidon's wrath was known to man!
First Spirit: Still your foul tongue traveler! Your path is doomed and your soul is required in the fiery flames!
Second Spirit: (comes closer to him) And to the chasm thou must be cast!
Lost Soul: Is there no redemption in the hereafter? Will all ignorant souls meet sudden end?
Third Spirit:Wait! I see blood on his head! The blood of a debt paid, and of freedom gained! I see the blood of Jesus! This man must not be cast into the flames, but must walk the plains to redemption's hills!
Lost Soul: ( shocked still) Who is this Jesus you speak? Why would he save a wretch that doesn't know him! Such a friend I never knew nor had in my life time.
Light fades, the end.
A summary of the magnitude of Jesus' death on the cross. We have all been pardoned of our sins!