[She scuffs her boots in the sand, drawing aimless patterns with the heels and toes.]
The last time I failed at killing something I wanted to kill, it was because I didn't think the way it thought. My plan was perfect...if a certain something mattered to it. I didn't realize that in fact, that certain something didn't matter at all. That's how it got away from me.
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[She scuffs her boots in the sand, drawing aimless patterns with the heels and toes.]
The last time I failed at killing something I wanted to kill, it was because I didn't think the way it thought. My plan was perfect...if a certain something mattered to it. I didn't realize that in fact, that certain something didn't matter at all. That's how it got away from me.