"They" (I have no idea who) told me that the animals with whom I'd been so fascinated would now have to be euthanized, because my infiltrating their location had somehow tainted them, ruined an experiment, made them dangerous, or something. I think "they" said it had made the animals dangerous, like they would now attack people because they'd seen me more closely than they were supposed to.
I started crying, just sobbing and sobbing, because these animals I'd loved so much that I traversed considerable amounts of barbed wire fencing repeatedly in order to watch them ... they were going to die because of me, because I'd wanted to be near them.
I just remember sobbing and sobbing and sobbing.
