I heard everything—from start to finish—all I could say is…. I'm a dead man. With her memory slowly returning, telling her the truth would be the best solution.
Before the door to Beatrix's room could open and someone would discover what I'm up to, I quickly retreated back to the privacy of my room dragging my sunken spirits behind me. I was about to talk to her, I told myself to ease my guilt, but when the topic of her memories came up, eavesdropping was my only option to acquire more valuable information.
Relieved to slip safely back to the privacy of my room, I sighed deeply and closed the door behind without the slightest sound. Lonely solitude welcomed me inside my dark dominion. Only the faint flicker of the lampshade helps illuminate the room, casting the unreachable corners with monstrous shadows.
