[He shut the thought away after it happened. It was too horrifying to recollect, and too traumatic to want to even recall. He had nightmares, plenty of them since his arrival. Although his wake-ups were silent, unlike Tetsuo's screams. Sometimes he wouldn't fall asleep until 4 in the morning, waking up at 7. Sometimes he'd see that familiar white light that brought him out of the dimension in between worlds.
He couldn't because he couldn't put words to it. Tetsuo's scream for help, watching him mutate beyond all recognition, being caught INSIDE that...and even worse, having to fight his way out--shoot his way out of his best friend. Watch as building crumbled, watch as the three kids were the only way he made it out alive.
Listen for Kei's voice. Listen to her calling for him.
He has to fight back those thoughts before he replies. Those thoughts that no one but Tadashi could understand. And only because he didn't have to tell Tadashi.]
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He couldn't because he couldn't put words to it. Tetsuo's scream for help, watching him mutate beyond all recognition, being caught INSIDE that...and even worse, having to fight his way out--shoot his way out of his best friend. Watch as building crumbled, watch as the three kids were the only way he made it out alive.
Listen for Kei's voice. Listen to her calling for him.
He has to fight back those thoughts before he replies. Those thoughts that no one but Tadashi could understand. And only because he didn't have to tell Tadashi.]
He's a damn psychic. The guy can read minds.