"P-please, please just - just stop, stop stop stop stop stop stop stop - "
The words turn into a breathless litany. He can't hear anything but for the roar of the blood in his ears, the frantic stutter of a heart like a revving motor that can't jump into ignition. There's voices again, words humming in the icy-static air, but he can't hear them. He presses his face into his hands and shrinks into the leaves and tries to ride it out, like it's - like it's just another episode, another problem to diagnose.
His head hasn't begun to ache, but he keeps waiting. If he waits, he'll start coughing and shivering and it'll set into his bones and it'll happen and he knows it will. If he braces himself for it, it'll all be over soon.
Maybe, if he's lucky, It won't be angry.
Please, please let It not be angry.
"Don't be mad don't be mad don't be mad don't be mad..."
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The words turn into a breathless litany. He can't hear anything but for the roar of the blood in his ears, the frantic stutter of a heart like a revving motor that can't jump into ignition. There's voices again, words humming in the icy-static air, but he can't hear them. He presses his face into his hands and shrinks into the leaves and tries to ride it out, like it's - like it's just another episode, another problem to diagnose.
His head hasn't begun to ache, but he keeps waiting. If he waits, he'll start coughing and shivering and it'll set into his bones and it'll happen and he knows it will. If he braces himself for it, it'll all be over soon.
Maybe, if he's lucky, It won't be angry.
Please, please let It not be angry.
"Don't be mad don't be mad don't be mad don't be mad..."