"Listen, my friends may trust you, but I have no reason for not blowing your brains against the wall." He holstered the gun. He sighed. "listen, I'm sorry. It's just, the world is so fucked up. I need to know everything that I can." A tear dripped from his eye and fell to the floor. "I killed my parents." He whispered, tears pouring out. He kneeled there, sobbing.