I search in my mom's room. I need to find something that will tell me if I'm evil or am I not. I open every cupboard. I look under the bed.

You seem upset.

"Of course. I feel like I'm losing my mind." I say rummaging through.

I look at my monster.

"Did what we did a year ago not bother you?" I ask.

They deserved it.

"It was one person. One person who hurt us, and we punished them all." I say.

I did a horrible thing. I never thought about it until now. I never thought about the consequences. I was so fumed with anger. 

I see the closet. I open it. I see a locked chest. I see it locked. I need a key.

"You got a key?" I ask.

My monster breaks it with his claws. 

"Thanks." I say.

He nods. I open it. Yes. 

"Oh yes." I mutter.

What is it?

"The solution." I answer.