Claire's POV
I never imagined myself as a murderer. Wow, that's sounded really depressing- but it's the truth. Well, I guess nobody really imagines that one day they will wake up and start slicing people's throats. If I ever did become a murderer, I would've expected to be choosing between pulling the trigger on some random guy or a family member of mine. An ultimatum.
I mean, this is sort of an ultimatum. Either start butchering people and get to the top floor and beat the boss to see your- Atticus- or die being experimented on. But I'm not slicing peoples throats. I'm burning through their skulls and brains, slicing off hands, and worst of all- I've gotta act like I enjoy doing it. But is it really acting? After all these years of having a strict mother- is this me acting out? Don't t
