Sentinel Bernard is a figure in an alternative reality that judges, and only comes to watch when what it perceives as true evil takes place, he then leaves once the act is done. Three visits from him and your existence is gone. There is no redemption

“House, gone to fire, what is left? Ash. no I can’t leave that evidence behind, it would make it leave, and I’m already on my second visit from. Sentinel Bernard sits from the top of the driveway watching what I did.”

I pulled out a picture and see the patrons on whom’s house I had just burned and I glance at it before throwing it in the fire still burning all too loudly, as the Sential Brenard continues to watch getting ready to leave thinking about what I'm doing

“I hate Bernard, it’s stupid, I committed a murder out of pettiness , I feel the guilt for what I did now. I can’t stop, otherwise it leaves and I no longer exist.”

I yell out as loud as I can to keep the attention of Sentinel Bernard.

“I’m not sorry, Caliven, your friend deserved to lose his house, I made sure he knew now you get to be my next victim.”

I say as I got out the water bottle internally I was crying because I had grown up with Calvin as my priest, every bit of guilt was racing through my head mixed up thoughts,

”oh where did I mess up, when did I become such a figure that the Sentinel Bernard had considered me a source of evil. Everything Calvin had taught me about how to not to be an evil person should’ve been easy to follow. But now here I am torturing him.”

I place down the water bottle on a table letting it drip down onto him, I tackle him down before he can struggle to get up. Sentinel Bernard stops getting ready to leave

“You know what's true CALVIN. When I’m done here neither of us will be missed.We’re both here in this room unloved, and despised by everyone. But I’m better than you as of right now, I don’t follow Bernard’s standard of being a saint.”

I say this knowing only I wouldn’t be missed, lying not to show sympathy, I thought

“I can’t accept myself like this, I believe it would be better if I were to just”

I finish the job, I slit my throat, unable to bear the thought that I would lose my life to Sentinel Bernard. I say to Calvin five seconds before my death

"Calvin my life deserves to end better than to die to Bernard."

sentinel Bernard leaves the room, removing the body.