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Erebos (the__dark__one) wrote in paxletalelogs,

"No," Elias answered, finding the searching look that he gave her being returned to him again as he watched her face. So they both knew something more than they were saying -- and then perhaps...

"Neither is seeing things," he hazarded. He wasn't willing to say more than that. Not yet. Not to this strange girl he wanted to protect.

Even if she hadn't seen the same thing he had, even if their experiences weren't quite the same, it was clear that they had both been a part of something very unusual. But what did that mean, then? And what could they do with knowledge like this? He was forced to admit that at this point, none of it really mattered -- except to establish that they were not mad. And if they were ill, they were ill with possibly the same thing.

But what sort of illness produced memory triggers? And memory triggers that were and weren't your own? The easiest explanation was insanity. But no, that was the easy explanation -- and not the correct one.

"I would like to know what happened that night," he said again. And this time, as he looked at her, he was asking for the full truth.