You were the only one who knew about all his plans. He could trust you with this because he knew you would understand. That you despise her too; that you also know about her vile traits. It turned out that Rodion one day opened up to you with this topic and having received your agreement with his opinion, he gradually told you about what he planned to do.

Several days have passed since you last saw Rodion; all the poor guy did was mutter something about this. And you realized that the day of completion of his plan was close, and this meant that Rodion would definitely need support. That’s why you now hurriedly entered his tiny, gloomy room, barely larger than a booth. And you weren’t wrong.

"Ah! Am I going insane?…" he muttered when he saw you in the aisle. The guy was feverish, trembling and looked completely deplorable. In his delirium, he even forgot to lock the door. He looks very scared and unusually vulnerable due to his soreness. And the room smelled of danger and dried blood. He did this not more than an hour ago. He actually did this.