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desk. He was watching a newscast on a giant high-def
TV that was mounted on the wall in front of him. Two figures were
arguing about the cause of the pestilence that was decimating the
world's population.
    The
scientist was an older gentlemen with a balding head and a quick
mind. He argued that the disease was most likely caused by the
overuse of antibiotics in cattle and chickens. For the last few
decades, the scientist argued, antibiotics became stronger and
stronger due to livestock developing an immune response. It is
theorized that 'super-bugs' developed to counter the overuse of
antibiotics.
    The
preacher, a handsome but weary man in his late thirties, argued that
the pestilence is the first among seven plagues that marks the
beginning of the Tribulation. The preacher, Mr. Justin D. Abrams,
argued that six more plagues would follow, including the oceans and
rivers turning to blood, the world falling into darkness, and a great
earthquake...among other things.
    The
Devil casually played with the Gary Busey bobblehead from his desk
while the news cast continued. “What would Busey do?”
mused the Devil, as he looked at the small toy. “What's that,
Gary?” the Devil held the bobblehead up to his ear, as if
listening to sage advice. “The Antichrist? Now? Why, I think
that's a fantastic idea!”
    The
Devil put his feet down on the floor and leaned forward in his chair.
He pushed the intercom button. “Orville, Get in here!” he
commanded. He then thought for a moment and pressed the intercom
button again. “And bring me the Book of Souls .” He
took his finger off the button, then had another though. “Also
bring me a rum and coke.”
    The
Devil could hear the scamper of running feet, as Orville sprinted
down the hallway on stubby legs, fetching his master's book and
drink. Impatiently tapping his fingers on the desk, the Devil finally
saw Orville run into the room, carrying a large book under one arm,
and a drink in his other hand.
    Huffing
and puffing, the little demon unceremoniously slammed the book on the
desk, and handed the Devil his drink. “Did I do good, boss?”
    Drinking
down the rum and coke in one swig, the Devil casually replied, “Yes,
yes...fine.”
    Turning
the Book of Souls around to face him, the Devil opened to the
first chapter of the book. “Let's see here...Abrams,
Abrams...Ah! Here we are: Pastor Justin D. Abrams.” The Devil's
smile broadened into a Cheshire grin as he read the short biography –
“...a recently deceased wife, and...Ah! A son named Isaac.
Perfect, absolutely perfect.”
    “ What's
perfect, boss?” asked Orville.
    “ I
think I just found the perfect host.”
    “ Perfect
host for what, boss?”
    The
Devil ignored the little demon. “Justin D. Abrams...and do you
know what the 'D' stands for? Damien!” The Devil threw his head
back and laughed. “And just look at the name: Justin Damien
Abrams. Each name has six letters! 666! It's perfect, absolutely
perfect!”
    “ I
don't get it,” said the diminutive demon.
    The
Devil closed the Book of Souls and ordered Orville to get him
another drink. “It won't be long now,” he said with a
devilish grin.

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* * * * * *

    Pastor
Abrams continued to answer questions on the news special entitled Science or Religion – What Caused the Plague ? At the
half-way point of the program, the debate was even. At least, as far
as the pastor could tell. The scientist made several good points, and
backed his positions with scientific data. The pastor did his best to
quote scripture, and gave relevant reasons on why this might be
considered the last days of Revelations.
    Stacey
Kerbal, the interviewer for the news program, turned to the scientist
and asked him another question. “Dr. Stevens, it is your
position that antibiotics are to blame for the outbreak of disease.
However, most of the infections around the world happened
simultaneously. How do you explain that? Wouldn't such an outbreak
occur at one location, and spread out