18:15 - GRANDMA'S HOUSE

[◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊]

You sprint through the twisting passages, dodging wires that threaten to

choke and pipes that threaten to break shins. The lurching and squealing

of metal on metal almost cover up the pounding of feet on the hard floors.

Harriet-- you make it through the door first despite your short legs.

In that moment, are you focused on Justice, or something else?

Gerald-- Harriet seems like she knows where she's going, dodging and

weaving through the lumbering machines. You keep up fairly well,

but she makes it through first. Are you thinking about Compassion

or something else?

[Dr. Jar]

Harriet-

I focus my thoughts on Justice, but I cannot help but feel a distracted pull towards the thought of the boy. Was he really alive down here? And where could he be hiding? Why were the creatures in this place unable to find him? For surely, they were looking for him as much as we had been looking for him. For some other purpose, no doubt.

A part of me wanted to deliver Mills to justice where he belonged, but another part felt finding the child was simply more important. What did I really want? To be upstanding? To be a hero? I didn't really want to be either of those things. Against my will, I was pulled towards the child. That was what was important. To everything. More than sending a man to prison for good.

What would I do if it were my son?

The thought echoed in the back of my mind, and was impossible to ignore.

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[Kristi is prescribed skeletons]

My gut told me that nothing good was going to happen for any of us if they got Timothy Mills. I didn't know if I could save his soul (that was between him and the Father) but in my heart I knew I had to try- for all of us."

((Compassion, by the way.))

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