[Donnie breathes a weak laugh at that, glad it doesn't come out as a sob, but he averts his eyes anyway.]

Hah. Perfect, right.

...

...she introduced each of us. On stage to all the other brainwashed kids, telling everyone what fault she saw in us, things that we'd never meant to do on purpose. And they booed us like we were the worst people in the world...

She had these fleas that'd just- they were everywhere and she'd control people with them.

[He can't help but scratch at his arms again as he recalls the feeling.] Uuuugh there were so many, there should never be that many fleas anywhere.