"And let me tell ya. that's how The Seaside Jesus came to be. That was 26 years ago. By golly time goes fast doesn't it? Well after that the word spread. People were talking about a man, who had been killed at the 

Seaside Rest

that fateful night, only to be resurrected from the dumpster. The town... well this town is a religious one... and that can come with it's pros AND cons. This town turned on Paul. The police officer on site. HE didn't believe that anyone could come back from the dead. The townfolk weren't having it. Said that he was a heretic and drowned him by attaching five cinder blocks onto his feet and throwing him off a boat right along the coast there."

The old man pointed and squinted his clear eyes.

"Poor guy. They didn't even tie his hands. Allowed him to fight for his life. Nobody knew what happened to the kid after that. The town wanted to thank him for ensuring that the story of Seaside 

Jesus

 was protected by keeping an eye on where Seaside Jesus had been dumped. But before anyone could find him he had vanished. Just like that" the old man snapped his fingers.