It's not a good memory, not by any means, but Beth finds herself smiling grimly anyway. The same thing has happened to other people in Darrow with their memories and she's not sure how they've reconciled it, the new memories with what they've actually lived through, but Beth has to treat them as if they've really happened. Because they have in a way.
"There was this jar on the desk beside me," she says. "Y'know how doctors sometimes keep suckers for kids. It was a jar like this. I smashed it on his head."
She doesn't tell him about the candy Gorman had forced into her mouth. How even now the sickly sweet taste of artificial green apple makes her stomach churn.
"And I left him there," she says and she doesn't feel guilty about this at all. "With a dead body. A girl he'd... he'd been raping her. She killed herself because of it, so I left him there and she reanimated and killed him."
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"There was this jar on the desk beside me," she says. "Y'know how doctors sometimes keep suckers for kids. It was a jar like this. I smashed it on his head."
She doesn't tell him about the candy Gorman had forced into her mouth. How even now the sickly sweet taste of artificial green apple makes her stomach churn.
"And I left him there," she says and she doesn't feel guilty about this at all. "With a dead body. A girl he'd... he'd been raping her. She killed herself because of it, so I left him there and she reanimated and killed him."