Everyone in Jerusalem heard about this, so they called that field in their language akeldama, that is, field of blood

How did it really happen, Cain asks, your death? 

Oh, it was just nothing really, admits Judas. Anticlimactic . . . Of course, he is aware of contradicting yet corresponding descriptions. There are paintings though on the distasteful side of things. He believes, yes, he believes he is never portrayed attractively. 

You must know of the debate? Cain wonders.

Aha, yes.

Matthew and the Acts of the Apostles…   

Yes, says Judas. He continues, Matthew mentions a hanging though there is a noticeable contradiction in Acts. 

Mhm.

You see, people assume a suicide though refuse the idea of repentance. Judas chortles. Don’t you think, well, that such a level of remorse would accompany an apology of sorts? 

Well, some humans theorize a quick moment of contrition before death, Cain notes. 

Ah, but where are we! Here is your answer! Judas tips his chair defiantly. He falls somewhat often but he remembers bigger plunges. He would’ve liked to witness the Fall though youth pertains as another one of those statues of Christ. Oh, there are always statues. He keeps a painting in his room despite the many questions.