[This is a voice entry. Libby has been pushing buttons on her laptop over and over without really looking, trying to hit the one that switches voice on. However, she started talking long before she hit the right button. Basically, everyone listening is starting out in the middle of a sentence. She's hysterical and crying, and her voice makes that
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Libby... [She called out quickly.] Libby it's Martha.
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The inside of her room looked like a hurricane had been through it. Chairs and tables were upended and breakable items had been smashed against the floor and walls. She'd torn the clothes she'd been wearing into pieces while they'd still been on her, and the shreds now littered the floor. She had later pulled on a t-shirt that was much too long and far too big for her; it fell about to her knees and it looked like she was swimming in it. It was a man's shirt, and Hurley had left it behind for her when the time had come for him to go.
She was on the floor, sobbing. Reyes had retreated to the bathroom after she started throwing things.]
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Libby, calm yourself.
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I hurt people. I hurt people and I enjoyed it.
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You have the memories of a woman who lived a life very different from yours.
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Once the Infirmary clears out, I'll ask McCoy to fix your hand. I'm not your master, Soubi. I don't want to own you.
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