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"I was with them."

"What did you do?"

Silence.

"Y/N, what did you do?"

"I- I lit the fire.

"I know I'm supposed to regret it, to feel at least some pain when thinking back - my parents died that night, after all, because I killed them - but, I can't. Because it felt so good. When the fire- the heat- ... their screams- I just felt so alive."

Silence.

"And I guess the fact that I don't regret it is what makes me feel the worst."

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