We've all been complaining, the whole year I've been here, that there's nothing anyone can do about the murders. It's true we don't have laws we can enforce with prison, and in most cities back home people just ostracize or execute each other, and we can't do either- so I got thinking about everything I'd ever learned about comeuppance, and decided the last thing we have is curses. In the stories my mother used to tell me, people who behave badly get exactly what's coming to them.

I'd like it if it didn't start until I let him know what's happening. Maybe as I let him out from behind this lock.