I hate him. I hate everything about him. He had the audacity to kill me and then ask for forgiveness after I was forced to watch him killing me over and over while the ocean filled my complex. The only reason I’ve decided not to kill him is because he is dead set on making a body for me, so be it. He thinks I’m a profit of some unknown higher power, so be it. I’ll use every last opportunity possible I have with that pathetic excuse of sea life…I’ll drain him of every last morsel of energy...