The light burned! The shadows retreated, but they still lingered in the cracks and crevices. It wasn't much, but it was enough. The voices hung on as strong as before, finding the most strength in Allen's very shadow, though the sound of their position did not change.
Oh please, as if I would hide from anything. You, on the other hand, are currently taunting an alley way. Such a glorious use of your time. You could be forcing those bastards to see who was truly the powerful one, but no. You are taunting an alleyway. Oh, such an inspiration you are! Is that why you let the woman walk away with your son like that? Just walk off? When he is yours? Or is he?
Why does it burn? It is not supposed to feel like this, but it burns! So cold yet it feels like fire! Why did you spread the blood like this? Why won't you wipe it off? Don't you want to be rid of it?