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Morgan Freeman (sweetwaterkill) wrote in paxletalelogs,

Dorcas didn't need to know details really. As long as he didn't get possessed by anything. Apparently that was just her and Charlie which didn't comfort her any. Why did it have to be them? Why did they have to... have to what? But she didn't hear much of anything else, more focused on not sobbing and drawing attention to them. Quiet tears were much better. She had learned that as a child. If no one heard you cry, no one would make fun of you.

She tensed when she felt his fingertips but she didn't pull away, "Th-the second floor. Greek. Charlie and I... I don't know what happened but it. It was like... Like some horrible octopus settled in my brain and stabbed razor sharp tendrils into my brain and started puppetting me around. I don't know who I was but I wasn't me." She let her head fall down against her arms, "I knew I was fucked up but this is ridiculous."