I hate you.
I came every day. You wouldn't see me.
For what you did to Colin and his family.
You told a lot to Annie. The rest I pieced together.
You're exhausting.
You always do this. All moody.
Torturing yourself.
Ask for help. Come to me for help.
Do you know why I can't speak?
I never told Kenji the truth.
It was my first night at the camp.
We move like ghosts.
In silence.
So will you.
So the first girl to cry out?
She loses.
You ready?
I murdered her without making a sound.
Then when I was allowed to speak again...
I couldn't.
Of course I did.
Better they kill me, than what I did to that girl.
What I did to lots of girls.
I look in the mirror and hate what I see.
So I understand,
more than you know.
Then neither should you.
Butcher won't be happy.