Tobias Narrative

“What’s the plan now, genius?” I asked him. “We’re going to wait,” he said. “That’s it? What if she dies, huh? Neither of us has any clue how to run this place yet.” “She’s doing well,” Tobias said. This was false; both of us had seen hundreds of these cases, and even if early symptoms meant anything, Ann was not faring any better than any other case. “If it doesn’t work out, I’ll find someone else.” “Someone else??” I was struggling to keep my voice down. “Just like that, you’re just going to move on and try it on someone else? How many people, Tobias? Nineteen, on average, that you’re going to kill before you find someone good. What if it’s more than that? Are you going to touch everybody in the county? Or just the pretty girls?” “Look at you, guardian of the general welfare. Need I remind you that you’ve killed someone, and I haven’t?” …show more content…
You haven’t killed anyone yet. I shot that guy because he had a phone. He was going to kill me. What are you touching people for? Your own sick entertainment. She wasn’t going to do anything to you.” “You’re a psycho bitch, Laura; is it so hard to imagine wanting to spend the rest of eternity with someone who isn’t you?” There wasn’t much to say to him after that. I guess it sort of confirmed what I had been feeling about Tobias, that he was only and would forever be in it for his own good, with concern for me or Ann only so far as it benefited himself. After that, I went upstairs and grabbed the revolver, my knives and some of Ann’s, a few cans of food, and the pigment. I went to the porch and considered leaving for the car, which might’ve still been parked by the road to the south where we left it, which I could’ve taken back to the reservation with a corner store raid along the way. But Tobias was right: it was no use to go back, and anyways, I was a wanted murderer now, so they would have had to turn me in as soon as I