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mr_doctor (mr_doctor) wrote in chaosisland,

Strange was about to protest at being admonished by a shared hallucination of his ex-girlfriend when the tone of her struck him. This hadn't been a memory, it wasn't a memory of anything that had really happened, but... it felt so real. More than real, he was drawn in by a burning flame to become fuel. His mouth stuck on words as the towel dropped, forgetting the man next to him.

"Now this is just cruel," he said, voice wavering at the sight of the woman of his dreams, wet and naked. Everything he was feeling rebounded.

It was then he realised. The hotel, the entity, whatever it was... was using their new connection against them. Rebounding and magnifying positive emotions like Pavlov's dog and the fucking bell. Worst of all, it was working. As much as Strange couldn't turn his eyes from Christine, he also couldn't bare to let go of Loki's subconscious mind. It was a drug, a self-feeding monster.

"I can't stop."