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Unknown: tell me about Molly. tell me about what you did.

Beatrice: i don't feel like talking.

Unknown: i am outside your house with a revolver. talk. now.

Beatrice: i could call the cops right now.

Unknown: no one can see me. i'm carefully hidden. tell me.

Beatrice: fine. Molly used to be my friend, and she had a boyfriend. i liked him, so much. i didn't think that he deserved her. so one night i got him drunk and staged a hook up. Molly saw us and...she flipped. i never saw her after that. i dated him for while...and then Kara came. we were fast friends.

Unknown: best friends?

Beatrice: yeah. best friends. she ended up taking the very boy i had taken. karma i guess. i was angry and...i put some sleeping powder in his drink once. it was supposed to be a prank. but i put too much in and he died.

Unknown: and then what happened?

Beatrice: i was diagnosed with brain cancer, and no one wanted anything to do with me.

Unknown: bad things come to those who are bad themselves.

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