[ In the dark and compromised, up close is still up close. Wide eyes go horrifically exaggerated, tears streaking the face that is not Evelyn's, ad Will's imagination has never spared a thing - the woman streaks like rain on a window in a heavy storm. She drains into the bed, laying sallow, crippled by something unseen but not unknown to Will.
Will reaches, expecting his hand to submerge in cool water. Surprisingly, he finds a shoulder, holding fast as his voice threatens to shake apart. ]
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Will reaches, expecting his hand to submerge in cool water. Surprisingly, he finds a shoulder, holding fast as his voice threatens to shake apart. ]
You... you okay?