I was trapped between worlds for four hundred years, lost, and driven mad by my rage. I do not want that for you.
And what about what I want? Nobody cares what I want. All my life I've been afraid, and who wouldn't be, with dead people muttering in my ears? Making me deliver your messages. Making me into a freak! A creepy, pathetic, terrified mess muttering to herself in the corner.
But that is not who you are anymore.
No, that's right. I'm not afraid anymore. I've got real power now, and you want to take that away from me. [pointing to Bill and Eric] You want them to win.





