Week 3, Saturday Night

[zackthekiller]

[Zack dragged his sister's crystalized head back to his room and stayed there all night.

If King walks close enough, he can hear... Well, nothing really. Zack's being pretty quiet tonight. Wanna talk to him?]

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[zackthekiller]

[Zack wouldn't have figured it out earlier. Even if she did show up covered in blood, he wouldn't have held it against her. Knowing how she felt about the extended family he suddenly was part of, her motives were a lot better than his reasons for racking up a body count over a good chunk of his life.

Losing her after all of that... That hurt the most.]

Me too, pal... Me too...

[Sigh...]

[unwittingking]

[King still feels terrible. He's tried his best to help the situation, even voting incorrectly, just so there could be a family that wasn't torn apart. But...it wasn't enough, and either way people would've gotten hurt.

He starts to step away, but continues talking.]

I'll...stop wasting your time now and just go to my own room, but...if you think you need my help for something-anything at all-feel free to get me.

[He knows it's unlikely, but he feels like he should at least offer some help. The guy has been through enough as it is. He should get some help through this thing as well.]

[zackthekiller]

[... Whelp. Somehow he kind of expected that response. Kind of.]

Got it... Bye.

[He closes the door and heads back to bed.]