I was running out of time. I would have to choose even though neither option was good. Maybe a hero could see another way out of this, but I was not a hero.
I was taking their drugs, drawing their pictures, passing their tests and it would a be for nothing if I was sent away now. I couldn't bear that. Not when it would separate me from the one person who believed me. The one person who knew the truth.
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