the crowd had gathered there to watch him fall, to watch their hopes destroyed. they watched them beat him, they watched them break him, they watched his last defense deployed. there was not a man among them who would let himself be heard. from the crowd, from their collective fear, arose these broken words.
we are the dead.
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