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I didn't miss my room. At all. I missed some of my things in it. But...I really was stuck here before. To be there again after so much... The first time I fell asleep and woke up, it was a shock. Like for a few seconds the City was a bad dream. That everything was a bad dream: the opera, the Largos, my dad being--what he was. This has been one of the worst things I've ever gone through. I don't think I can explain it right. For good or for bad, this is how things are now. I'm here. Alone. My dad is dead. That might be the worst. I'm glad I was wrong.
If I ever go back home, I'm taking down the door or breaking the lock.
Digging through all of that dirt was hard, but, here I am again, City. I'll just do without a wig. It's filthy. I don't want to be in any more graveyards unless I have to. Graverobber can have them. All of them.
Justin, I couldn't have been so brave without you.
If I ever go back home, I'm taking down the door or breaking the lock.
Digging through all of that dirt was hard, but, here I am again, City. I'll just do without a wig. It's filthy. I don't want to be in any more graveyards unless I have to. Graverobber can have them. All of them.
Justin, I couldn't have been so brave without you.