Stephen sat up slowly. He didn't want to move. He didn't want to do anything. His body was rebelling against him for not getting healed, and his mind and his heart were working against him for the horrible things he had done. He had done horrible things. He had hurt the single most important thing in his entire life. He took a few deep breaths, but it didn't seem to help. He looked from Anthony to Terry back to Anthony again before sighing.
"I don't know what to do." Stephen said slowly. "I don't want to be like them. I never wanted to be like them. I never wanted to hurt people. I would never hurt Padma. I...I cut her, and broke her bones, I hurt her... I used an unforgivable. But... It was a dream. There was a battle... I couldn't have. I... don't know how this happened."