Why did he? Some form of self punishment then? Better than sitting in the fortress, slipping back into an old memory again, replaying every motion, word and sensation in his mind and losing another few hours to that burning need to turn it all over in his head.

Again and again and again.

He wanted someone to talk to about this. Someone that he knew wouldn't just mindlessly agree. Maybe on some level, he'd hoped that if he told someone who was not Midge, and got an agreement, it would validate it. He wasn't wrong.

He was never wrong.

But he'd known it wasn't going to end that way, the moment he set foot in here. He didn't need to read the ending of this in some book to know that.

"They are all equally to blame, the sins of his creators falls upon him! If they didn't wish for their creations to suffer they'd not have written it to be! There is no such thing as an accident, no one suffers unless they were supposed to!"