"If a million good deeds are done, it will only make a small dent in the bad deeds done," Sokolov said, "That is why we must die. Because we are evil."
"Not all of us are evil." I said.
"Enough of us are evil enough that those of us who are good will do nothing."
Sokolov took a long drag of his cigar and rested his arm back on his knee.
"We allow bad things to happen because to stop those things would mean to lose too much." He said. "Then after it's already too late we know we should do something. Only after it's too late..."
Sokolov trailed off as he looked out the window at the clouds. I watched him follow them for a while.
"What should I do?" I asked.
He kept staring out the window.
"Sokolov, what should I do?"
He turned around to face me and looked deeply into my eyes. His glance was piercing, intimidating. For the first time, I forgot about Aspen Heights.
"If I were you," Sokolov said, taking another drag of his cigar, "I would run."
"Not all of us are evil." I said.
"Enough of us are evil enough that those of us who are good will do nothing."
Sokolov took a long drag of his cigar and rested his arm back on his knee.
"We allow bad things to happen because to stop those things would mean to lose too much." He said. "Then after it's already too late we know we should do something. Only after it's too late..."
Sokolov trailed off as he looked out the window at the clouds. I watched him follow them for a while.
"What should I do?" I asked.
He kept staring out the window.
"Sokolov, what should I do?"
He turned around to face me and looked deeply into my eyes. His glance was piercing, intimidating. For the first time, I forgot about Aspen Heights.
"If I were you," Sokolov said, taking another drag of his cigar, "I would run."
