Tick, tick, tock.
Time. That's all I have now. A small room, a photograph, and time. They want me to trust them and confess my sins. They told me they wouldn't judge me - they lied.
I thought we could convince the world that this wasn't a crime. We were wrong.
Time doesn't stand still. The clock keeps ticking, the world is unconvinced, and now… Now he is gone.
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