Re: Telepathic
[Consistent outreach earns a little outreach in response. No words, just a splintered consciousness looking for something to hang onto. In a similar way to the images fed to Noah, there is a bleak cold, a hint of] GLASS [and needles and unfeeling concrete but no words to back them up. These are feelings, the reeling of an unsteady, unmoored mind, bobbling up to the surface and being dragged back down again. A picture emerges of a hallway full of frozen, terrified faces - it's like a picture snapped in a moment of horror, weapons turned toward the lens, eyes wide with fear and all too much understanding. The image warps like a bad vhs tape and fades away.]