Shane couldn't believe his eyes, he couldn't mutter a single word or move a single muscle as that matter. All he could do was stare, mouth agape, at the large screens on the walls as he watched a large blue-furred wolf murder a kid. But that's not what had unsettled him the most. What unsettled him was that the kid looked a lot like his younger self, not only that, his voice was also identical.

"W-wha... what is this?! This has to be a fake! Why are you showing me a footage that's clearly been edited!?" he shouted as Sebastian kept an impassible expression, almost like he was expecting a different reaction from him.

"Oh really? Edited?" he chuckled "I wouldn't expect you out of all people to pull out such a flimsy excuse" he started pacing around Shane's glass cage "Or is it that perhaps you have no honor? Maybe you don't even regret doing it, do you?" he grinned "You never had the face of someone who regretted murder to be fair"

Shane at this point was completely lost, he didn't