Chapter 3: The Two Men of My Life "Does that mean I am not a bad guy? But I just slaughtered two people. Does that mean I am a bad monster?" Christopher asked twice, his cracking voice a few seconds ago started to get calm. However, I just witnessed his second and third symptoms - his fingers are shivering and repeating his words. His bothered heart and mind were now steady yet his ten fingers were still shivering as though he was having a convulsion. Even his nerve-breaking rage, worries, and fears he possessed earlier had already subsided the moment he realized we were much alike, but not the shivering of his fingers. The shivering, if I am not mistaken, seems to be typical for someone with autism like him. Let alone he was sitting and hiding in a dirty and stinky place. "Of course, you are not a bad monster, Christopher," I replied with a calm voice and a smiling face, then I stretched out my hands toward him to help him up. "But right now, we need to get
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