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The sun half blinds me,the heat Burns like Santan blasted me in the face with his fire. Ivy gets up after me, down in the sewer I can hear the moans of rotters Ivy closes the opening before I can Get a last glance at the corpses down there. "Ivy can we please talk about what went down there "?,she stops "there's nothing to say ".I quickly protested "you shot him in cold blood and wow I should sooo be fine with that "she almost slaps me but I shield her view of me "Lucy, you need to calm down "she snaps quickly.
About an hour later we meet with the others, Ivy doesn't talk to anyone, and no one talks to her. She just pulls out a neutral grain bar and starts to chow down with one hand while she wipes blood off her shirt. I get the courage to talk to her "Ivy, can we talk about it "?.she just looks at me and pats the brick next to her and she begins "he was limping and he would have died anyway. Also with you, I needed to buy you time to get out. "There's a long pause and she looks at me again "and you know me Lucy, I'm not a murderer, I don't kill because I can. I kill because I have to,do you understand kid "?.I nod even though deep down I don't think I'll ever understand that concept.... you know killing because you'd have to in this world. That night we stay in a building and zek holds me closer than he's ever had,for once I really actually cried just thinking about Andy and all the friends that I lost. But out of everyone I really thought of that guy in the sewer, running for help and instead Ivy set him up for death. All I could see in my dreams was his face,I could hear the screams loud as ever and I'm watching his face be ripped off until its nothing but flesh. I didn't sleep much after that and surprisingly it still haunts me to this day and I'm afraid that it always will.

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