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"When she opened up that closet and found you cowering in the corner, what did she do? You're still alive, aren't you? You're still wearing that sacrilegious getup. What did Ashley do that you were so fucking afraid of?' Villarde only lowered his head. 'You can't even say it, can you?' Villarde opened his mouth, but no sound came out. Then he gasped, a bizarre gagging sound that prompted disgust to flood through me. He was, without doubt, one of the most wretched beings I'd ever laid eyes on. 'She pulled me to my feet,' he whispered. 'And she...' 'She what?' shouted Hopper. 'She...' Villarde was crying. 'There's really nothing more terrifying - " 'WHAT?' 'She told me she...forgave me.' The words were so fragile and unexpected, no one spoke."
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