Years later, after Mack has poisoned his father, after he has grown up and married, after his youngest daughter has been brutally kidnapped and murdered, after he slips into a deep depressive state, after he receives in his mailbox one
snowy afternoon a typed letter
from the Lord God of Hosts himself, dominus deus sabaoth — after all that — Mack spends a week with the triune Godhead in a secluded little shack by a high alpine lake.