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Someone touched me. Someone touched me. Someone touched me.

And I can’t set them on fire or anything reasonable like that because the roof is caving in and I need them to carry me to safety – which tragically necessitates touching.

Hey, at least I’m not flat-out dissociating anymore. That’s progress, right?

Oscar says that’s progress.

You murdered him.

Great, That Punk’s talking again.

Don’t think about it. Don’t think about it. Don’t think about it. Just don’t.

What he ever do to you?!

Hey, are you even listening to me?

Don’t touch me.

Don’t think. Don’t think. Don’t think.

Okay. okay. okay. okay.

Okay.

Five things you can feel.

Someone bandaged my foot.

Rocks. Lots of rocks.

There’s sand in my boot – the remaining one.

Uh… that’s three.

Umberuin – I’ve got it with both hands.

Fire opal – it’s in a pouch around my neck… glad Search made me get something fireproof.

Deep breath. Four things you can hear…

 

“You know…one day you’ll help someone who’ll stab you in the back for all your troubles, right?”

 

Nope. Nope. Nope. Nope. Not today punk, not today.

Three things you can smell.

Uh. Does smoke count when it’s always there? I’m practically nose blind to it at this point.

1.     People. Sweaty, smelly body odor.

2.     Rock dust. It doesn’t smell like the rock-dust at home.

3.     Metal – heck, I can almost taste it. How much does that punk have on? Like, is the armor really necessary? Sooo.

Anyway. Yeah. Okay.

Hahahaha. So much for the ‘not disassociating anymore.’

Disappointment.

At least I can still feel my hands and feet.

But everything else feels like smoke, all insubstantial and distant. Would anyone even care…

But I’m here.

Okay. Now. What did Search tell me to do?

If you don’t start talking to us, I’m gonna spray you with this water-bottle! Idiot.

You can’t get rid of us that easy!

What kind of example are you gonna set for Vi? Huh? Is it that hard to think younger orphan would look up to you? Huh? “Punk.”

Communication? Ever hear of it? Huh?

Yeah… She’s said a lot of things.

Especially lately. I hope she’s holding up okay.

 

Wow. I actually thought that. Maybe I do care. Yeah. Yuck. Okay.

Well, I mean, impossible things can happen. Isn’t that the foundation of religion.

 

Would Drake growl at me for saying that?

 

No. Present moment. ya’know, with the collapsing caves and reality-warping monster and people touching me…

 

Yeah… I think… I think I’m gonna just shut up. She’s not here and neither are the others.

I’m tough. I can take it.

Useless

Welp. Someone’s gotta find out what’s going on with the reality-warping being.

And I do happen to know a thing or two about genus loci.

So. I’ll just … see myself out.

Forget I’m here. Forget I’m here. Forget I’m here…

 

Yeah, I totally did not just fall flat on my face.

And if I did, it was definitely silent and completely unnoticeable.

And even if it wasn’t, I did NOT squeal like a little kid.