Adam nearly killed Mr. Joe Haskell.  Young Loomis was hesitant to take him to obtain medical care.  I incentivized him.

I value my life — my new life in particular — more dearly than can be expressed.  Nonetheless, what life is it if it comes at the expense of others?  So many suffer and die as a result of my existence.  Had I not been unearthed, Angelique would not be here.  Miss Winters would suffer no Dream Curse — nor would have anyone. Joe Haskell would not be on the cusp of death due to Adam’s attack.  The litany is endless.

I may volunteer to play audience to Miss Winter’s dream.  It may be the heroic act within me.



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