“Johnny boy, heat up your drug”, Shane said with a sigh.
Sander’s eyebrows furrowed in a lack of understanding.
She loaded the gun and his face grew pale.
“Come on… I am sure this is what you want the most. Take that fucking lighter and heat up the spoon”, she urged him.
Swallowing anxiously, Sanders grabbed the drug paraphernalia from the floor.
“There is a little trip waiting for you…”, Shane added, half-smiling.
“What do you have in mind?”, he asked her, trembling slowly.
“I am not familiar with guns. I just want to be sure… Add some drug”.
His lips parted in a sudden awareness.
With shaking hands, he put some more powder into the spoon.
“Good boy. Heat it up”.
“Do you want me to O.D.?”, John James Sanders asked feebly.
Shane nodded, blinking.
Smiling.
“Yes. I want you to O.D.”, she replied, softly. “And when you’ll be O.D.ing, I will shoot you. Just to make sure you die”.

Jack Sanders pushes STOP and the TV screen turns suddenly black. He stares at Shane, then at me.

“See, Lieutenant? See why I cannot let them go? They’re all guilty. You are all guilty”, he says, sadly. And I realize that Carmen was right. He’s completely crazy. And I don’t know if we’re responsible of his mental insanity or if he’s always been that way. Now I only know that he’s even more dangerous.

Sanders gets up and starts pacing the room, slowly. In a corner, Johnny keeps staring at the ceiling as if he’s found something very interesting up there.

“My whole life has always been based on the number three principle…”, he says, “…Three means everything for me. Three is perfection. Three is the first odd prime number, is the Femat prime, the first Marsenne prime… and did you know that Three is the first unique prime due to the properties of its reciprocal?”

He watches Carmen, amused. She just shakes her head, exhausted.

“…Also, three is the fourth Fibonacci number and the third that is unique… And there are three types of galaxies, ellipticals, spirals and irregulars…And Earth is the third planet in its own solar system. Then again, DNA and RNA have a tripled codon system… According to Freud, the psyche is divide into three parts, Ego, Superego and Id… “

“And you have all of them soooo fucked up…”, I hear Alice mumbling under her breath.