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SATURDAY, WEEK 3 / POST TRIAL
Aug. 27th, 2017 12:05 amYou lied to me.
[ that's the first thing Jaffar says to Jack. It's been a long day - inconceivably long. Much of the last couple hours is a blur to him. Once he realized that he was going to die, he felt his humanity recoiling back inside of him again. He failed. Monumentally. The emotions hurt, and he didn't want to deal with them.
It was easier to sit here, like this, and talk to Jack as if nothing means anything at all, and think of the game as if he and the only good thing in his life weren't going to cease to exist tomorrow.
He's not scared. He just can't accept it. ]
[ that's the first thing Jaffar says to Jack. It's been a long day - inconceivably long. Much of the last couple hours is a blur to him. Once he realized that he was going to die, he felt his humanity recoiling back inside of him again. He failed. Monumentally. The emotions hurt, and he didn't want to deal with them.
It was easier to sit here, like this, and talk to Jack as if nothing means anything at all, and think of the game as if he and the only good thing in his life weren't going to cease to exist tomorrow.
He's not scared. He just can't accept it. ]