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"I did," Brent told her

She paused

"I killed Dad," he e Above her the ceiling was sagging and plaster dust spilled down like fine white rain She&039;d really made a mess of the place The darkness inside her, the dark wind of her anger, thrilled at the thought It throbbed along with her heartbeat like thrash metal Yeah, yeah, destroy the whole school! Kill your brother! Let&039;s see ho you can go - let&039;s see what you&039;re really capable of, villain

For a second, she froze She could have sworn she heard so sound She looked up and around and saw nobody in the hallway Except - yes - there Over to her right, the hallway turned a sharp corner Just at the edge of the corner she could see so She couldn&039;t see much of thee of the wall

It didn&039;t matter Nobody could stop her now Brent had been the only real threat, and Brent - yes Brent

Kill Brent, the darkness whispered Finish this Make it all be over, now

She hoisted hi hi ," he whispered "I let the green fire out I could have put the lid back on, before he got there But I didn&039;t I was too scared"

She growled at him She seethed inside She couldn&039;t do it

"I killed Dad I killed him I killed Dad," he said, over and over Like he wanted to make sure she heard it even over the noise in her head

"Shut up!" she told him She dropped him to the floor He rolled over and curled into a ball "That was a stupid accident You had no idea as happening I did - I saw you both on fire I could have grabbed him and pulled him clear, and et it, you damned idiot? That&039;s what this has all been about! I killed Dad!"

"I killed him," Brent muttered

She kicked hi the sa back and forth over a half second of really stupid music

"Be quiet," she coain To point his head at the spiky piece of rebar

Under her hands Brent&039;s body was putting itself back together Shattered bones were shifting under his clothes, knitting thee she&039;d done "I didn&039;t do anything I could have stopped it I could have saved hiht if I saved other people, if I helped people, it wouldhim But look at us now This isn&039;t what he would have wanted He didn&039;t like it e fought, back when it was just calling each other nahed "He&039;s dead, Brent He can&039;t see us now He&039;s in a grave somewhere and - "

"No," he told her

"No what?"

"He isn&039;t buried They - couldn&039;t," he sighed "They couldn&039;t retrieve his body"

"What?" she demanded She shoved the picture in her pocket "What the hell? You ie roared and grabbed him, hauled hiain But she couldn&039;t do it She couldn&039;t kill her own brother A s had been different With the darkness surging inside of her, she could have done it without hesitation, without a second thought But now

She threw him down on the floor "Brent," she said "Brent!"

"Whuh - ?"