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[Good morning, Anatole. Have a live feed of three children--- two boys and a girl--- laying in still-smoldering ruins on the local church's desecrated altar. They clearly died with their arms around each other, mouths wide open in boundless pain and mind-numbing terror.]
[He lets this gruesomely heart-rending image persist for as long as humanly possible. When Trevor finally speaks, his voice is that of sorrow giving way to world-breaking rage.]
I pray you be found, murderer. And that you burn as these innocents have.
((OOC: Trevor's just found the next three of Bella's victims in the church, mere minutes after the initial discovery. HE MAD.))
[He lets this gruesomely heart-rending image persist for as long as humanly possible. When Trevor finally speaks, his voice is that of sorrow giving way to world-breaking rage.]
I pray you be found, murderer. And that you burn as these innocents have.
((OOC: Trevor's just found the next three of Bella's victims in the church, mere minutes after the initial discovery. HE MAD.))