“Soon we’ll build our tower all the way to God’s doorstep,”Abimael says
“Yes,” Uzel agrees. “People will remember our greatness forever.”
Their words bother you. We’re not greater than God, who created everything, you think.
Uzel laughs. “Nothing can stop us.” Uzel keeps talking, but his words turn to gibberish.
“Stop it,” you say. He stares at you strangely. Abimael’s words sound like nonsense, too. What is happening?