rosswood: (help me autotune jesus)
Alex Kralie ([personal profile] rosswood) wrote in [community profile] entrancelogs 2016-01-26 08:27 pm (UTC)

"I just - I had to make sure, I had to be sure - " His jaw aches with how he's been clenching it. He's not making sense. He knows he's not making sense.

"S-something without a face," he says faintly. Somewhere in the cold-addled, trembling core of him, he remembers that he's not supposed to get into the specifics. That's bad. That leads to - he'll have to kill her, and he wouldn't want to do that, she's helping him even if he doesn't deserve it and he's got to stay focused, awake.

He twists to pull one of his wrists free from the wood. Some of the twigs crackle under the strain. If he weren't numb with the cold maybe it'd hurt, but he doesn't care. He just needs to get out. Out before the rest of him - before he solidifies into oil and wood or whatever the fuck that kid said, whatever it was it was right.

"I just sat down for a minute - " he manages. "It shouldn't've - "

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