Fanya wiped her tears while she grunted on the floor, the pooling of blood around her was already slowly down to "reasonable" levels. She was breathing heavily and getting control of herself,<br/><br/>"<span style="color: purple">It's my responsibility... I'm the one who put us here and got us into this mess. I'm the one who led us down here putting us into harms way...</span>"<br/><br/>She swallowed a bit and back to breath easier. "<span style="color: purple">I had to do something to stop it. I couldn't do nothing while others did all they could to keep Sue and Becca alive. I had to do something... anything.</span>"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>