“He fucking stole it”
“You’re right, as always.
It was when you and Vivi died.
I saw you being attacked, I… I thought he just hit you or something, so I hit back”
Beebo vaguely remembers that
“Then, I saw you.
Your chest was bleeding.
Then I saw Vivi.
She. She wasn’t moving
Her photobook had fallen. It was open
When that bastard stood up, he saw it
And he took it.
And I watched
I couldn’t do anything
You were with me, I didn’t want to let you go
And Vivi was dead
She was dead
Forever
And I couldn’t move
And I’m sorry”
“No, Ángel-”
“He left then.
He went to that room you and the kids were in
I think i heard the window opening or something, I don’t know.
He might’ve jumped, he mightve trown the book like you did”
“I don’t know, I didn’t check”
“I couldn’t move”
“I know realistically it was only for a few moments
But it felt like forever
Just me, in a dark room
Surrounded by my dead friends
Forever”
“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you”
“It’s okay! I understand”
“Im sorry I didn’t do enough”
“No, no, Ángel, please
None of this is your fault”
“How is this not my fault?! I let the one thing Vivi would die for get stolen in front of my eyes!”
Quieter, he adds
“Maybe I should let him kill me”
“No.”
“We won’t die again here
I promise”
“We’ll leave and never look back”
“You can’t promise that”
“I promised I wouldn’t die last time, and I didn’t!”
“… You’re a reckless man, Oliver”
“I’m not reckless, I’m capable”
“I won’t let that bastard kill you, I’ll take out his other eye before that”
“Oh? Wait, that was you?? Not Nadia?”
“Haven’t you heard? In case of emergency, go for the eyes”
“I wouldn’t mind seeing that”
“… Will the power of spite and revenge be enough? Just to get through tonight?”
“Well, we don’t have other options.
God knows I wish I was in my bed, crying
But I can’t, I’d run out of water
Wait, no, wrong traumatic house”
“Let’s get through tonight, okay? Then we can have a group crying session”
“Snacks included?”
“Of course snacks are included”
“Then I’m in. What’s left to solve?”