Carl's breath caught in his throat and his hand trembled as he held the envelope which contained Amanda's hair. He felt a pang of guilt and restlessness gnawing at his chest for what he did. He felt bad about doing this without her consent but there wasn't any backing down now. He has to proceed and complete what he's started.

He took a deep breath and walked into Mr. Finn's office.

“Here.. I have It with me…” He mumbled, dragging a chair so he could sit on it. The scraping sound of the chair against the tiled floor pierced the silence. Carl reclined, trying to shake away the feeling of...