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Jack Miles,
You are my enemy, though I once called you Jacob Milligan in a gentler life I ruined with my own hands.
I will hunt you down, not because I want "justice", but because I do not know how to stop myself anymore.
You are nothing to me now, or at least that is what I tell the others, what I tell myself when I cannot sleep.
I will end this, if only to silence what remains of my regret, even if it consumes me in the process.