[she's just tired man. and the heavy notes of...anger, maybe. and guilt. grief. all of that.]
We didn't really fall asleep, I guess. We met back on the streets with the other three because we were planning to catch the killer. Set up traps and everything. But...the longer we were out there, the harder it was to think of anything but getting revenge on them. Finding who it was and taking from them in exchange for what they took from us. We started remembering...everything about the lab, too. That we were just copies. That we didn't mean anything outside of being testers. Something to help perfect what was needed to save the "real" version of us.
Looking at it now, it didn't matter to us that we no longer were even sure what we witnessed was real. Maybe Zack really didn't die, but it didn't matter. Other people did. That was enough reason to make them pay for it.
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We didn't really fall asleep, I guess. We met back on the streets with the other three because we were planning to catch the killer. Set up traps and everything. But...the longer we were out there, the harder it was to think of anything but getting revenge on them. Finding who it was and taking from them in exchange for what they took from us. We started remembering...everything about the lab, too. That we were just copies. That we didn't mean anything outside of being testers. Something to help perfect what was needed to save the "real" version of us.
Looking at it now, it didn't matter to us that we no longer were even sure what we witnessed was real. Maybe Zack really didn't die, but it didn't matter. Other people did. That was enough reason to make them pay for it.