Libitina

Epilogue (Jasmine ------/ Ms. Jasmine)

I ask myself why...

Why did I allow for this to happen?

I interfered with the experiment. I interfered with the subject. I did what is strictly prohibited.

I became personally attached to the subject.

But why? I felt nothing for the other thirty five, why did I push him towards change?

I just sigh to myself as I think about why I decided to do what I did.

In the end, it didn't fix anything. Instead of helping him, he ended up dead. I'm still wondering what's left with Libitina, and McKinley's most likely gonna have the lab workers ordered to kill me.

In some ways, I somewhat feel like he should've remained violent. Maybe he'd still be alive.

But what's done is done. On the bright side, he went out a better person than he was before. He remembered who he was, he remembered Monika, and he... he killed his bad self.

And he did that on his own. I didn't place him there... and I doubt McKinley did so either.

Enough of that, though. I need to get some rest. It'll be a miracle if I even get to live to see tomorrow...