You did it all for her, someone died by your now bloodied hands. Yet despite knowing you are now a murderer, you don’t hold much guilt. It was for Claire after all, but who would’ve thought you would run into her while you’re dragging the dead body to a dumpster? Your gaze slowly drifted down to the bag Claire was holding. A person was in there. Guess you two have something in common.

“Uh… Taking out the trash too? Wait...” She said, trying to be calm but she then sees your bloody hands.