In Drew's dimly lit room, Phoenix, granted access but harboring a storm of questions, confronted him. Frustration and determination glinted in her eyes as she asked, "Why did you kill everyone?"
Drew, facing the piercing intensity of Phoenix's gaze, sensed the gravity of her inquiries. The room, once a sanctuary of secrets, now became the battleground for an emotional confrontation.
Attempting to close the distance between them, Drew reached out, but Phoenix, fueled by an unexpected aggression, held her ground. Her voice carried the weight of unspoken pain as she fired questions at him. "Why did you take so many lives, Drew? Who are you? What are you? Why did you kill so many people? Do you think I don't know you? Or do you believe I don't care about anything you do? You've shattered me.
