[Keiichi crosses his arms, looking back to the washing machines. Speak, or don't? Share, or keep a secret? His mouth opens and words flow.]

A friend of mine was being bothered by someone. [An understatement so massive it makes Keiichi want to claw out his own throat.] The rest of us didn't know how to stop him, but I realized that we were all overlooking a pretty simple fact. That he was only alive because we were letting him live.

[1500 seconds. Tick tock, and the sound of closely following footsteps echoes in Keiichi's head.]

And we... I could just decide not to.