Bryan left there being a little bit emotional. He wasn't the type to get overly emotional since he had been through a lot in his life even as a teenager. His own father had thrown a knife at him because he wanted to seek the truth and find his mother.
He had had his own fair share of problems and he had witnessed countless people die on his watch, he had been forced to killed the first woman he felt something for, he had watched the families of murder victims break down and wail when the news was broken to them and finally he had watched as the victims of the exorcist lay lifeless, their dreams forgotten and their families wrecked.
He had seen the most pitiable state of people and he had helped to bring some of them down without feeling any emotions. Today, however, was different. He felt his heart tighten as he thought back at the incidence.
