Storyboard Chapter 8
Updated: 12/16/2019
Storyboard Chapter 8
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  • The ballots had been thrown; they were all black, and Justine was condemned.
  • Oh, Justine! Forgive me for having for one moment distrusted you. Why did you confess? But do not mourn, dear girl. Do not fear. I will proclaim, I will prove your innocence.
  • I did confess, but I confessed a lie.
  • Justine
  • Justine
  • This also was my doing! Thus spoke my prophetic soul, as, torn by remorse, horror, and despair, I beheld those I loved spend vain sorrow upon the graves of William and Justine, the first hapless victims to my unhallowed arts.
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