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I was going to die of old age. That was the plan. Mitchell was going to go down in a blaze of gunfire and glory, not cold and alone and shit-scared. Then there are the ones like George. The ones that should have died. But shattered and bloody, they walk away from the train wreck. But what’s the cost? They’re scarred. Transformed. They’re monsters now too.

I’m not part of this little project now. Which gives me a clarity I didn’t have before. Annie, George, Mitchell, Nina, the two of you, what none of you realised…what none of us realised; Is the desire to be human is the end, not the beginning. To want it is to have it. You’re not wasting your time Tom, you’ve already won.

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