awareness is the enemy of sanity
At first the sight of the shadow flickering in the corner of the room has the Spyglass firmly believing he is still in some kind of a nightmare. Only then the nightmare speaks and he's brought firmly back into the here and now, a thin coat of sweat chilling his skin and darkening his curls. Dressed only in a pair of sweatpants and still pallid and with his stomach churning, Finn looks more like Remi's corpse at present.
"Why were you... what are you doing here?" he croaks, letting out a shivering breath and pushing himself to sit up a bit, wanting nothing more than to close the world around himself and sob until he's empty. But that isn't possible right now - and the dawning reality that Remi can climb into his personal space whenever he pleases is more sickening than anything that has come before.
"What do you want?"
"Why were you... what are you doing here?" he croaks, letting out a shivering breath and pushing himself to sit up a bit, wanting nothing more than to close the world around himself and sob until he's empty. But that isn't possible right now - and the dawning reality that Remi can climb into his personal space whenever he pleases is more sickening than anything that has come before.
"What do you want?"
for once you hear the screaming
it never stops
FINN
