LU 186 - Dr. Thornberry 46

I went back to visit Hallthorr again today after taking some time to think about Chizzy. I still had no idea what Space did to her... I didn't even want to think about it.
We talked for a bit, and he ended up showing me his new house. It was giant, almost looked like a big beehive. I complimented him on it, but all he said was,
"Yeah but the inside is empty. Like me."
Oh no he's still depressed. We went through some sad dialogue, talking about how he doesn't know what he wants to do in the world, and that he's better off not being alive in this universe. I watched as he broke down in front of my eyes, unable to do comfort him.
He curled into a ball and started crying. I felt pain... which is weird because I shouldn't be the one who's sad... but it hurt to see him like that.
I crouched down and wrapped my arms around him, embracing him in a big hug.
"Hey buddy, it's okay just cry, it's alright."
He sniffled into my shoulder, and we sat there for a few moments. After a bit, he lifted his head up and looked at me.
"Do you remember the other way I think we can get my memories back?"
"No. That's not an option."
But he looked at me and pleaded, he just wanted to be happy. And if that's the only way I can make him remember... I had to do it.
We walked to the lab together. Walked down the stairs together. Walked into the pool room together.
I wrote a note in Hallthorr's book, and waited for him to switch.
He passed out, and awoke, dazed and confused. I really didn't want to do this. And I would be acting, to make the experience all the real-er. I'm so sorry.
"Read the book please, and I'm sorry."
I took a deep breath. Let the acting begin.
"You piece of shit. Do you know how much time of mine you've wasted?"
He ran around the pool, trying to find a way to escape. But I had blocked the exit.
"Do you want to run around like the little lab rat you should've always been? Or do you want to make this easier for your 'Father'?"
It hurt to say. Every word felt like a cut. And this would be the worst part.
I watched him cower in a corner. I'm so fucking sorry Hallthorr. I brought the sword back, watching it glint in the bright lab lights. And I thrust it forward, listening to the horrible squelching sound, as Hallthorr's body went limp.
I stared down at his small body, but saw his chest rising up and down and almost broke down. He was still alive. Thank god.
I left him in the room and left.