It was night time, and he just sat in the dark thinking about all the things those women did to him. He felt weak and useless, he felt like a toy that could be used whenever she pleased. He felt horrible.

No amount of soap or spring water would make him feel clean again, could it be what those girls feel.when they're taken to be used for pleasure? Whatever it was he would make sure he exacted revenge.

He looks to the sky, the moon was a beautiful crescent and he is reminded of ...