His fingers clench around the fabric of Greg's shirt. All of this does seem possible to believe, now. That they destroyed him so he couldn't fight back. It seems unfair, but it makes sense. It worked too well. He's not good for anything now.
"I can't remember her. I wish I could..."
It hurts, knowing something so important must be so close. He just can't visualize her in his memories at all.
"Why did they want us here?" Out of so many people, they'd been chosen, but what for? "It's so bad...and I don't get why..."
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His fingers clench around the fabric of Greg's shirt. All of this does seem possible to believe, now. That they destroyed him so he couldn't fight back. It seems unfair, but it makes sense. It worked too well. He's not good for anything now.
"I can't remember her. I wish I could..."
It hurts, knowing something so important must be so close. He just can't visualize her in his memories at all.
"Why did they want us here?" Out of so many people, they'd been chosen, but what for? "It's so bad...and I don't get why..."