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Andy Gallagher is not the droid you're looking for (brain_ninja) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,

Andy came to slowly and still felt like hell. His eyes opened sluggishly and he groaned, feeling sick to his stomach all over again. The smell was awful, but he couldn't put his finger on it. He could feel someone beside him, but he couldn't make himself look. All he could think was, if it was Lexie or Sam's bodies, he couldn't handle it. Already, he was a horrible mess.

The light was hurting his eyes because of the way it was pulsing. Andy looked around, frowning. The first thing he noticed was that he seemed to be surrounded by mirrors. The last, very last thing he wanted right now was to look himself in the eye. It was his fault his friends were dead. He'd come to the conclusion that it was his punishment for killing Webber. They'd picked two of the three people who meant the very most to him in this place; in this life, and they'd murdered them both in cold blood and forced him to watch.

Staring down at the floor, he realized that it looked wet and he didn't even want to think about it. Maybe they'd kill him, now. Bring it all full circle. At this point, it would almost be welcome.