"Planned it out down to every gory detail. That was the only thing keeping me alive for a while. Planning it out. Building the props. Making sure everything was perfect. I told myself it was for revenge, getting them back for hurting my sisters. For them dying."

Josh sips at his coffee and keeps that thousand yard stare going out the window.

"That was a fat load of shit. I hurt the two people who had nothing to do with it the most, because I knew they'd be hurt if I died. I had to make sure they'd never miss me. Make them hate me, curse me. I could be the villain if it meant they'd suffer less in the long run."

He's not there on the mountain anymore. Josh blinks and seems startled for just a second that he's sitting in the cafe. Slides and uneasy glance toward Caspar.

"It doesn't work. No matter how hard you try. It doesn't work."