The light in the chamber at least kept us aware we were alive. Being in total darkness makes you think you died and you just don't know it yet. I mean I could see things, see through things, but Luke couldn't, so the light was at least reassuring for him. I mean if he would have stopped crying it would have been reassuring, but I guess being told your whole family just blown up probably not that reassuring. I admit at this point I think the chamber was messing with my morality, but I've always been a callous dick. That whole millions are a statistic, but cutting my finger is a tragedy.
"Well you brought food, so at least we can last a few days, though oxygen deprivation will kill us long before starvation, so you know that's good." I tried to reassure Luke, it sadly did not work very well.
"So this is that corruption you were talking about?" It had been a couple hours since he had spoken, I had gone back to trying to read all the language.
"Oh no, this is an asshole who was trying to kill me, possibly did kill me? I can't be sure, but I'm pretty these tablets are not talking about Morley trying to kill me."
"So this is all your fault?" I could hear the anger, maybe I shouldn't have casually mentioned that it was indeed my fault. I mean I didn't want to have to kill Luke and spend my last days alone, but I would do what I needed to should I need to. Which is the nice way of saying I'd kill him if I even thought he'd try and do something marginally bad to me.
"You don't blame the victim when someone tries to kill them, you blame the people who did the attempted killing." It was weird to see this calmed Luke (I had now tapped into some kind of spiritual vision? I dunno that chamber was weird and I could see and do things I have since lost the ability to), but I at least was assured he didn't want to kill me.
"Can we survive?"
"Probably not, but I've been wrong before, right now I can do things I've never been able to do before, given enough time, maybe the right words, I can get us out of here and then..."
"And then what?"
"And then I find Morley and rip his wretched heart out of his chest and stomp on it while he watches." Enlightenment for me is like honing a blade of hate. I feel best when I have a direct source for my vitriol. I'd have felt bad the chamber makers had gifted such a broken creature with their gifts, but I don't feel bad about just about anything, so why start now?
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