Because while you're thinking up stupid quips, Emily is... here, and not here. Drowning and surfacing. Chris's words sound like those songs that are warped or whatever so it feels like the music is moving around you when you wear headphones. It's infuriating, and it's disorienting and distracting and it would just be so easy to let go and let the wendigo take over--]
Fucking idiot. ... Should've put the temple right-- close to the houses.
[Her voice comes out a little scratchy, as if she's just come back from a concert, or as if the wendigo is winning. Same difference, right?
She reaches for his wrist, closing her long, bony fingers around it. His skin is warm and so, so soft. She could tear it with just a breath if she--]
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Because while you're thinking up stupid quips, Emily is... here, and not here. Drowning and surfacing. Chris's words sound like those songs that are warped or whatever so it feels like the music is moving around you when you wear headphones. It's infuriating, and it's disorienting and distracting and it would just be so easy to let go and let the wendigo take over--]
Fucking idiot. ... Should've put the temple right-- close to the houses.
[Her voice comes out a little scratchy, as if she's just come back from a concert, or as if the wendigo is winning. Same difference, right?
She reaches for his wrist, closing her long, bony fingers around it. His skin is warm and so, so soft. She could tear it with just a breath if she--]
Fucking moron.