Re: Sam A/Loren C
A fucked up man. Not even a man. A dead thing walking. The strange thing is that he didn't want to die, I remember.. he fought for his life when I nearly took it that day. [...] But after you came in the room, it was different. He wanted to die, and maybe he should. That kind of guilt comes from somewhere, and his is a self-hating kind.
You know that. He feels bad for himself, not for you.
Which made made me think about the other man. The man that took my friend. There was never hate in them, and never fear. His eyes were conscious, his eyes knew.