[center][color=FF0000][h3]Jackli Bardsworth[/h3][/color][color=9e0b0f][b]The 25-year-old Arsonist[/b][/color][/center]
[center][color=9e0b0f][i]"Born in the realms of chaos and evil"[/i][/color][/center]
[quote=Father Yodsing, Scotland Yard Questioning Report][i]"I remember him...I still have his sketch of Gabriel burning infidels...Whenever he would come to church, he would sit through with perfect attention. He would always come to bible study, which was what I always thought of as a way to remove himself from his father's drunken presence and his mother's absence. One could see it in his eyes; terror of the moment he arrived home. He progressed through school with a solid 4.0, diligent in academics and his spirituality. On the day of his eighteenth birthday, he moved to university where he was given a full scholarship. After that, he never saw his parents again. Every month or so, he would come up to the church and visit. He seemed to remain equally diligent, but remained as friendless as he had in his youth. On his 21st birthday, he came up to the chapel and asked to confess. He never confessed much when he was younger, so he went through a very long list of sins. Most misdeeds were small and childish, the stealing of a classmate's pencil, the calling of names, however one sin stuck out to me. He had burned the favorite family oak tree of his high school rival the day he was bullied. Only ashes remained. I said nothing, but chose to continue, not noting it with any special importance. I gave him his penance, and he bade me farewell. He never came up to the church again.[/i][/quote]

[quote=Jonathan James, Scotland Yard Questioning Report][i]"I remember Bardsworth...such a while back. He was always a silent fellow, never really noticing or caring about others, even his parents. We became close when we were bullied in school together, we would stick together and we became our only friends. Both of us came from bad families, so we never went to each other's house. When one would be crying he was silent and contained. When one would be overflowing with joy, he seemed mildly amused. He never got angry or even passionate about anything. He went about his life never letting out steam, just silent resentment."[/i][/quote]

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