Inside the Church is the Back Row seat.  It is reserved for all who wish to mingle and have the status of the rest of the congregation but they do not.  They are not quite outcast, but they must wait for the proper respect of the rest.  In front of the painted black row seats are the rich mahogany sets.
Inside Church Back Row, Inside Church
person
they are not quite outcast
I have been rejected by society due to my leprosy. I am very angry that no one accepts who I am. People spit on me, and I am excited beyond the city walls. I am hungry for vengeance, and I am thinking about sneaking into the city to infect people.
I must pray. I am about to sin. What do you mean, not quite the outcast? I have leprosy and I am about to have my vengeance. Oh I am so sorry to hear that. What do you mean take vengeance? People spit on me and treat me unfairly. I'm tired of being an outcast. I want to sneak from behind the walls into the city and infect people. I understand how you must feel people sit on me for simply being poor. It is not right to harm other they may harm us but we cannot stoop to their level. Look at me. My life is over. I will never have love again. I'm hideous! And they just make it worse. I have become a monster. You are no monster you are a victim. They are the true monster but if you act out your vengeance you will become just like them, a true, monster. I am glad I have talked to you before making my final commitment. Let me wear this bag of herbs at least to save you from the smell. You do not smell my friend, those outside wear the lingering smell of deceit. I am so thankful for your kind words. I would hug you if I could but I would infect you if I did. There is no need to worry, I am more afraid of those with dishonest hearts.