(as falling dominos, everything seems to land as designed, and yet, he can't figure out why they are falling in the first place. he's too small for this room, it makes him feel claustrophobic, with how imposing the feeling of it is. familiar, and yet, strange - the door that opens is unexpected, and the girl is finally in sight, the sense of loss dissipating, and yet, danger stains the air.
a feeling neither should be here, and perhaps the fire and thundering noise that invades his brain allows for a glimpse as the reason why.)
... We should go back. It is not safe here.
(he's unsure of the reasoning behind the sentences he's producing. it's just what his gut tells him.)
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a feeling neither should be here, and perhaps the fire and thundering noise that invades his brain allows for a glimpse as the reason why.)
... We should go back. It is not safe here.
(he's unsure of the reasoning behind the sentences he's producing. it's just what his gut tells him.)