Thompson chased after the Shapeshifter into the forest, but his stamina was poor. Before long, he was leaning against a tree trunk, gasping for breath.
"Claire?"
Thompson discovered someone standing ahead, staring at him with icy eyes.
"Why? Why did you treat Shirley like this?" Claire was both furious and heartbroken. "She was so young, so adorable..."
"I didn't want this either, but she was chosen by God..."
"God?!" Claire snapped. "You mean that shit-colored lizard monster?!"
"You don't understand. She is God's incarnation, which is why she can transform into anyone. Isn't that what the myths say? God can be anyone."
"God descended into the world to bring light and purity to this filthy, dark world. I am sorry for Shirley's sacrifice, but it was not meaningless."
As he spoke, Thompson sank into a sort of fervor.
Claire stared at him, then said after a moment:
"You're insane."
"I'll leave him to you."
Two people emerged from behind a large tree. They were Shirley's father, Hank, and her brother, Sasha.
"Thank you," Shirley's father said.
This father who had lost his daughter had bloodshot eyes and a sharp butcher's knife clutched in his hand.
"Claire, you can't do this." Thompson was desperate.
"You know, we found out where the monster was hiding yesterday. The reason we chose today, exposing it in public while risking innocent people getting hurt, was to prove your innocence. My instincts were right. You weren't the real killer, but you were an accomplice. You're just as hateful as that monster."
With that, Claire turned and left.
Thompson shouted, "You can't do this! It's against the law. You'll live with guilt for the rest of your life."
"Guilt... perhaps. But it's worth it." Claire's voice drifted back faintly.
"Hank, Sasha, Shirley wouldn't want you to become