Allie comes to pieces quite gently.All the violence in her has been spent out a hundred times.When this thing happens, she is calm, floating above the storm, watching the raging sea below.How much would it take to put it right?Investigations and press conferences and admissions.More than she can count, probably.Her own reputation will suffer.If she roots this out, she roots out herself.Her own roots are rotten already.And with this she is undone.Her mind disconnects from itself.For a while, she is not here.The voice tries to speak, but the howling of the wind inside her skull is too loud and the other voices now too numerous.In her mind, for a time, it is the war of all against all.Is this what it’s like to be you?What did you need a friend for?I never had anything.Well, what now then, if you’re so clever?I keep meaning to ask.I’ve wondered for a while.Are you the serpent?Oh, you think because I swear and tell you to do stuff I must be the devil?It’s crossed my mind.How am I supposed to tell which side is good and which is bad?The voice takes a deep breath.Allie’s never heard it do that before.Look, says the voice, we’ve reached a tricky moment here, I’ll give you that.There were things you were never supposed to look at, and now you’ve gone and looked at them.
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