I had gotten used enough to the pain of my life by this time. Instead of the waves of constant pain, I just felt no pain anymore. This led me to feel more confident about my plan. First, I'd grab my revolver from the safe. Second, I'd go on top of the nearby water tower. Third, line up my shot directly at steam. And bang! The shot should have been impossible but I have my "stand".
My hatred for Ghostly and that moment of freedom I had stolen from me led to it all being focused on Steam. They somehow thought that me having my choice taken from me was "selfless". They somehow thought that my choice was wrong. They somehow thought that my plan to make Ghostly to pay was "cruel".
On that day I did what would have been unthinkable mere weeks ago.
