“See,” says a youth, “Jesus calmed a storm — that’s not something a human can do. And when his disciples basically call him God, he doesn’t stop them.”
Another voice chimes in.
“Yeah, in Jesus day, the Jews were serious about not taking God’s name in vain, and not having any other gods, so for Jesus to stay silent at that point would be blasphemy … except if he thought of himself as God.”
Gradually, recognition dawns on the zombie.
“Thhhhhhaannnnkkkkk eeewwww,” he mutters, and then slinks through the door to the street, body parts dropping as he slinks along.
This is certainly a very strange day, you think to yourself.