“I saw you, you were the one person he didn’t kill. I don’t care anymore about who I used to be. “Shut up, just shut up!” Carter swore, trying to keep his voice down. Eleanor yelped in surprise, but quickly regained her balance. “Why? Once Carter stepped into the bathroom, Eleanor set the dirty overcoat down on one of the chairs. The single-edged sword was by no means master-crafted. The pain in his body was so terrible that it went beyond comprehension, but it was the pain in his soul that was affecting him the most. Eleanor was breathless, finally being able to see the pain that the man she had been obsessing over was dealing with. She was sitting on the bed and had just been talking to the motel manager, asking if an extra cot could be sent to her room for Carter to use. I couldn’t. By now, Carter was completely blood-drunk. You can eat more than just the absolute minimum.