Shoot the Messenger

Remi's question set alight the panic in Sam's chest all over again. It implied Remi thought he could go and save her, that he had any power to reverse what Sam had seen. He didn't, but Sam knew Remi would try anyway unless he properly convinced him to not try it. And perhaps he would have to bend the truth just a little to convince him. "I d-don't know, but she's dead, Remi. Ac-actually dead. A monster...we-went into her mou...mouth and..." Sam felt his stomach revolt at the memory, try to send back out the few scraps of food he'd eaten. He swallowed hard and touched his throat. "..It...it c-came out of her st-stomach and...ate her..." This was where he had to change the story just a little, to stop Remi from running out after the phantom of Isla. "Then...th-then...another one came and...ate her en-entirely. And ran a-away. So she's...g-gone. You can't..I'm s-sorry." Hoping that would be enough to stop him from immediately bolting out the door Sam grabbed at Remi's shirt and leaned into him, letting the despair he'd been hold off rush over him. Samuel This time I might just disappear