[There's a thumping, banging, jerking. Screaming. Oh god the screams are so loud echoing in the morgue. Screams as if someone is being murdered or burned alive. The Italian is frantic, coming out in desperate gasps.]
Perché? Perché Dio?
[Even more frantic movement. The sound of paper tearing.]Why am I alive? God, what have I done to deserve this
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God has nothing to do with this.
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No one knows, yet.
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