Ol' Jeremiah has had a lot of time to think about many a great thing.

It's clear to Ol' Jeremiah now that this ain't a road trip... no no no... this is a homecomin' if ever there was one.

The more Ol' Jeremiah learns the greedier he gets though. Now I know they say that curiosity killed the cat but heck... the cat ain't got nothin' to worry about... benefit of nine lives is you can be as curious as you want.

Curious.

I sure am curious to know but one thing as I step betwixt and between these here frozen sinners.

Why ain't I seen a single one I recognize?

Ol' Jeremiah can't but help think back to the beginnin' of his journey... banished from the topside by a lunatic and a lucky stroke of his blade... cast into the below before I could finish what I started. 'Cept that was fine cause you see... Ol' Jeremiah could regale himself with the thought that he wouldn't be the first nor the last... take solace in the fact that others would carry on his work.

The curious thing about my time in the below?

The real sinners... you know... I mean the REAL sinners?

They ain't down here.

I ain't seen a single serial rapist... mass murderer... terrorist of the masses or full blown dictator... not one... not a single God dang one.

Which I guess just begs another question.

If they ain't down here...