It seems like everything is grey and there's no color
It's so cold. Cement wasn't meant for comfort. Never dreamt I'd see this place. I wouldn't have ever suspected Peter. Wormtail. Should've known. And I put them right in his hands. He sent them to Voldemort, but I sent them to him. That would make me...the murderer. No. I'm not. Yes, you are. I'm not (Yes, you are.) a murderer. I cared about my friends. I'm not...I am a murderer. I killed them. Why is it so cold all of a sudden? These robes are too (I killed them) too thin. I killed them?
Lily is screaming. Where's James? He should be there to protect her. And the kid. Harry. Why isn't James there? Because he's dead. James, dead? I killed him? No. Yes, I did kill him. I went straight to Vold--No! Wormtail did that. But who sent him...? I didn't send--didn't know--I killed them. I killed my best friends. Is there no escape from this place? I'll change over. Yes, then I can escape--escape from myself.
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The dog form offered no protection. He could escape then from his tormented thoughts, but not from the death all around him. It clung to his sensitive nostrils. His simpler, canine thoughts couldn't register its meaning, he only knew it was evil.
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Can't do that again. God, what was that smell? I've smelled it before. In Godric's Hollow. At the ruins of Lily and James' house. It wasn't the smoke. It was--death. Death. Death. And I brought it to them. I brought them death. I wish it would come for me. No, that would be merciful, wouldn't it? I don't deserve that. Killers don't deserve release. I'm a killer. No, I'm n--murderer...

If you got through that without feeling mildly schiztypal, would you mind reviewing? Also, the first italicized line is from a song called "Fine again" by Seether.