LOUIS
It was the old days, there, there is the house, or perhaps it's that one. I can't tell. The plague was raging in the city. I heard you crying. You were there in a room with your mother, and she'd been dead for days. You didn't know it. You clung to her. You begged me to help you. I came into the room. I felt pity for you. Pity... but something…

