"We tried to be better, but we aren't. I don't think anyone could last more than a week here if they weren't willing to do bad things." - Alba Reyes

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Maria accepted Al's apology. She accepted him approaching her bag and just taking a bar to eat. Even if they did taste fucking disgusting. She also accepted him trying to explain things to her. Did he have to kill them in self-defense? Who knows? Only Al knew the answer to that question. What she did not accept was him getting his hands on her sword. That just pissed her off for starters and now she was basely defenceless if he was about to attack her. It was her own fault for letting him go free. Why wouldn't she had just feed him in the first place?

Maria did not move from what she was standing. Was there anything that she could use as a distraction? There had to be something. She didn't want to die. She couldn't do anything to provoke him. She couldn't start yelling at him in case that only made him mad and angry at her. What the fuck was she supposed to do? What the fuck could she say to him?

"...."

She couldn't say anything. She couldn't breathe. She couldn't take her eyes off of him holding her weapon. She just stood there. She opened her mouth to speak.

"All of you equally needed to be judged. Not just you, Al. Alvaro, Brendan, Isabel, Nancy, others that I'm sure that I am forgetting. Even people who will kill in the next days or so. You all deserved to never go home." She clenched her hands into fists and she could feel them shaking. She was getting upset. "You should all fucking rot and die on this fucking island!"
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