Hell just kept repeating itself, over and over again.
Night came and he went out and he couldn't do one fucking thing. He wandered the halls, chair in hand - God, he could do with a better weapon, but there weren't many to be found lying around here - and hoped he could find something.
And then what? Fail, like he had before? He couldn't help anyone. He could hardly help himself.
The only reason he even left his room tonight was because of that rosary. It had touched him, deeply, and given him a hell of a lot to think about over dinner. Luckily Harvey hadn't cared that he'd been about as talkative as a pile of quarry stones.
"You can find God anywhere, Murphy. You just have to know where to look."
Murphy wiped at his hot eyes. "Even here, Frank?" he asked the empty air. No voice echoed in his head, even from memory, but he knew the answer. Yeah. Even here.
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Hell just kept repeating itself, over and over again.
Night came and he went out and he couldn't do one fucking thing. He wandered the halls, chair in hand - God, he could do with a better weapon, but there weren't many to be found lying around here - and hoped he could find something.
And then what? Fail, like he had before? He couldn't help anyone. He could hardly help himself.
The only reason he even left his room tonight was because of that rosary. It had touched him, deeply, and given him a hell of a lot to think about over dinner. Luckily Harvey hadn't cared that he'd been about as talkative as a pile of quarry stones.
"You can find God anywhere, Murphy. You just have to know where to look."
Murphy wiped at his hot eyes. "Even here, Frank?" he asked the empty air. No voice echoed in his head, even from memory, but he knew the answer. Yeah. Even here.