User:Chirurgien/OPMayfire
| NOTE: This is an alternate ending, out of many possible endings. If this is the first ending you got, ping #finch and state that you got to the "smoldering ending".
(An alternate ending can be viewed by following the path from this fork point (Able side) or this one (Arni side.)) |
By the time this letter reaches you, I have embarked on a journey, far away from Shadowglen.
I do not intend to return. Where am I going? I don't even know. I don't have any destination in mind. I'll just keep on roaming this world, until I perish.
I lost my first family -- my mother, and my father -- 22 years ago, due to what I thought was food poisoning. In reality, it was a plot to kill all non-Tehbs in our neighborhood.
22 years after that, I lost my own family -- my soulmate, and my daughter -- due to what I thought was smoke inhalation poisoning. In reality, it was probably my fault.
If I had stopped Amy from surging through the fire to rescue our daughter, maybe she did not have to die, but then, that would have meant that we'd lose May. She would not be able to bear that, but if somehow, there had been a way to save both of them...
What has happened to me? Why was I acting very irrationally at the time? I should have searched for any source of water in another floor. I could have brought bottles of water with me, if I knew this kind of thing were to happen.
Dolly surely must have worked beyond the grave. Perhaps their death was her fulfillment of her bloodlust. Even then, why was I spared.
I suffered greater superficial burns, from my latex bodysuit going in flames, burning through my epidermis. I have scars all over my body, testament to the time when my clothes were stuck to my skin. Somehow, I was the one who survived, thanks to the helmet I wore that day.
Amy and May did not die from their burns, which were not as disfiguring as the ones I garnered, but instead, they died from smoke inhalation. If I could have told May to cover her mouth with her sleeve, she would not have inhaled as much smoke.
It hurts me that I am a doctor, and yet, I was unable to save my family.
Is there a way for me to atone for my crimes?
Is there a way for me to turn back the time?
I can dream. I can dream of happiness, I can dream that I am a stronger person than I really am. I can dream that I could have died, instead of my daughter and my betrothed.
No matter how I look at it, I am alone again.
- finch
