Abraham grabs the vibrating mobile, and looks at the screen: GOD. He presses the screen to accept the call.
'Abraham?'
'Yep.'
'God. How's it going?'
'Fine.'
'Listen. I want you to do me a favour.'
'Sure. Go on.'
'I want you to sacrifice Isaac.'
'Sacrifice?' Abraham looks across the room; Isaac is on the PlayStation.
'Kill.'
A gunshot rings out followed by a dull thud.
'Abraham, what the hell was that?'
'I shot Isaac.'
'Is he ...'
'Dead? I'd say so.'
'But I was only testing you. You weren't supposed to actually kill him.'
'Really? Are you pulling my leg?'
'No.'
'But you said ...'
'I know what I said, but ... '
'Gotta go, mate. I promised I'd drop Sarah off at her yoga class. Laters.'
'OK. See ya.'
'Oh, wait a sec. Did I pass the test?'
'Flying colours, Abe.'
CALL ENDED.
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