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(Flashback continues)
As I stood there, cold water slicing through my skin, I kept thinking that it wasn't enough. The punishment wasn't enough. I screwed up. I made the mistake of sharing, yet I was the one still breathing. All she did was accept the tiny piece of meat I had offered her, but she was the one who lay face down on the floor, deadβ¦ in the dungeon right across from me. They kept the lights on so I could look at her corpse, and I could see what my act of kindness had cost. After only a short while, I started to smell the stench of kindness as well.Β
I didn't listen. I didn't obey.
