Well, congratulations! You knew it before I did it!
[There’s a desperate, cheery malice to his words.]
All of it was for nothing! All those bodies, that entire association, everything I worked for, everything I did...
[His breathing is ragged, shaking. It could be because he’s just been beaten up quite severely, but his eyes lead to a different story. It’s the look of a guilty man, who understands exactly what it is he’s done.]
It was all...
[A lie?
No, no...it couldn’t have been. Dostoevsky wouldn’t have lied to him. They were always on the same page, he always had his interests in his heart, he knew more than anyone else could, all the power of a god and a demon...he couldn’t have been wrong for following him.
Unable to finish his train of thought, he exhales, steadying himself.]
no subject
[There’s a desperate, cheery malice to his words.]
All of it was for nothing! All those bodies, that entire association, everything I worked for, everything I did...
[His breathing is ragged, shaking. It could be because he’s just been beaten up quite severely, but his eyes lead to a different story. It’s the look of a guilty man, who understands exactly what it is he’s done.]
It was all...
[A lie?
No, no...it couldn’t have been. Dostoevsky wouldn’t have lied to him. They were always on the same page, he always had his interests in his heart, he knew more than anyone else could, all the power of a god and a demon...he couldn’t have been wrong for following him.
Unable to finish his train of thought, he exhales, steadying himself.]
Well, this is how it ended. It can’t be helped.