It used to. But then a bunch of people had to go and mess with the devil.

_{[He rubs his thumb alongside the photo. It's so weird that it's a Polaroid. It looks like something he might have taken. In the photo, Elieen isn't injured. No blood. No cast. No bandaged eye. She's smiling in that patient way.]}

No, but...if I go back, I have a job to do. And I don't think I can do it.