Jaysus H. Christ.

Jacky had just come face-to-face with the man responsible for the death of Jesus Christ. Judas Iscariot.

"Is something wrong?" Judas asked him.

"You. Yooou." Jacky said. "Judas Iscariot."

"That would be my name, sir." Judas responded.

"Wait." Jacky stopped. "What day is it?"

"Sunday." Judas said.

"Have you seen much of Jesus lately, Judas?" Jacky said.

"No." Judas said. He left it at that.

"Where was he buried?"

"I shan't say."

Jacky pointed at the sky.

"I've been there." Jacky said.

"Been where?" Judas asked, confused.

"Space. The sky. The heavens. I'm an angel, Judas."

"I don't believe you. Show me a miracle." Judas was visibly nervous. Either he was afraid he was talking to an angel, or a lunatic.

"Show me where Jesus was buried, and I will."

------LATER

<Jaysnip>
The bright sunlight hurting my eyes for a few seconds until they re-adjusted. I stepped out, into the desert.
At least now I knew how the resurrection of Jesus Christ was pulled off….
</Jaysnip>

"I-I don't understand!" Judas shrieked. The cave was open. There was no body.

"Behold, my miracle!" Jacky shouted. "I have resurrected the son of God!"

Judas stared past Jacky and fell to his knees.

"Please, accept my apology! I knew not what I did! Satan forced my hand!" Judas yelled.

"Judgement will not be passed at this time, Judas. But let it be known that the lord is not pleased with your crime!" Jacky bellowed. He was getting used to this sort of thing.

"I think he's talking to me." Jay said. Jacky turned around to face him.

"Oh, Jay! Good to see you, man!" Jacky said. "I mean, uh, gaze upon me, for I am an angel of God!"

Judas looked up.

"Surely you recognize the face of the messiah, angel!" he said.

Jacky looked into Jay's eyes.

"Jaysus? Jaysus H. Christ?" he said, in disbelief.

"Yup." Jay said.