[The feed crackles on and we have a Polly, the wall of a jail cell behind her. Just kind of. Staring. Out at you.]
[Her expression is very serious.]
[She looks away, fidgeting, then back at you, mouth half open as if she's on the verge of SAYING SOMETHING and it's VERY IMPORTANT[Aaaannnnnnd looks away again, somewhere between being angry with
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It was not your fault, Polly.
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But I hurt so many people...!
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What exactly happened? I still do not fully understand.
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It made it so that I couldn't control myself anymore, and there was a different part of me--a very bad part of me--in control.
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