Seven

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(Two weeks after the past incident)

  "Wh-why am I like this?"

  Lilith was sitting on her couch alone, crying.

  "If this Is all my fault... just tell me already! Get it over with"

  She's talking to the air in front of her. Nothing is there.

  "Just end my life already. I don't want them to get hurt"

  "Lilith"
  "J-Jules"
  "What the fuck are you doing..."
  "I'm—"
  "Handing over your soul to Satan? Well it sure does look like it"
  "I'm telling him to go away"
  "Telling WHO to go away? Telling WHAT? Nothing is there Lilith... I knew it would worsen"
  "You can't tell me anything"
  "I can tell you as much as I want"
  "Well I won't listen to you"
  "I can make you listen"
  "Sure..."

  The camera cuts to nighttime

  "Sheppard"
  "Yeah, Lilith?"
  "Do you think I'm sane"
  "Lilith, of course I do. Whatever your friend was saying is crap. Don't listen to her"
  "I guess I shouldn't"
  "You just shouldn't in general"
  "Yeah"

  She laid her head down on his shoulder, I put the camera up to the window. They slowly started to kiss.

  I left the camera there. Goodbye, Lilith.

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