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06 | Video
[ It's obvious this is being filmed in one of the many temples, all cool hard stone behind her, and, given the subject matter of the video, most likely to be Hope's. Sharon does not look pleased. Furious might be the better descriptor but it's a calm sort of fury. There are a few spatters of dark blood on her cheeks, dried and cracking; old. She has no wounds just stains and memories. She leans in towards the lens and whispers: ]
So, which one of you fuckers killed me? [ Her killer could reply, he might not, but she won't stop until she finds him and returns the favor. ]
So, which one of you fuckers killed me? [ Her killer could reply, he might not, but she won't stop until she finds him and returns the favor. ]

private voice.
[And he knows there's always a very real chance that it won't be within his power. But until that point, he resolves, here and now, to never stop fightinng for Sharon - for them.]
You know where to find me when you want to see me again. Take care of yourself. I love you.
private voice.
I love you, too. I'll be careful and I'll... I'll come home tomorrow, all right?
[ And just for good measure, as if she hasn't said it enough. ] I love you, okay? More than anyone I've ever met.
private voice.
[That's a significant distinction, in his mind - it's one thing to know, and another to believe.]
Tomorrow, then. I'll see you tomorrow.
private voice.