[ Yuber grabs his wrist instead of letting him take his hand and Tinder panics, but it's way too late. It doesn't go in order, it never does. It usually goes by whatever's closest, whatever's worse, but with Yuber it's... It's like everything all at once. War, battlefields, hundreds of people being slaughtered, screaming, death, and in the back of it all, starting soft and getting louder is laughter.
He wants to let go but he can't. Yuber's holding on, and he still hasn't seen Khepri anyway. Or has he? Everything's happening at once. There's fighting, a swarm of beetles, another empty body falling in a pool of blood into already blood-soaked grass, and that laughing getting louder, everything getting louder. Tinder's saying, "Stop it," screaming, "Stop it!" but he can't hear himself over the roar, over all that death and an overwhelming feeling of euphoria. It's disgusting. He feels like he's going to throw up. He's been pulling, trying to break Yuber's grip, but he doesn't even know if he has, if this is happening or memory, he can't get it out of his head and it's awful. ]
STOP IT!
[ And then it does. It all stops. All the death, all the life. Everything just... goes empty. Tinder looks around, for the colors, for life, for emotion of any kind... but all he sees is gray. There's nothing. It's like hell. Worse... It's like limbo. Tinder stares and keeps staring, empty and vacant, until Yuber decides to let him go. ]
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Date: 2015-05-30 04:46 am (UTC)He wants to let go but he can't. Yuber's holding on, and he still hasn't seen Khepri anyway. Or has he? Everything's happening at once. There's fighting, a swarm of beetles, another empty body falling in a pool of blood into already blood-soaked grass, and that laughing getting louder, everything getting louder. Tinder's saying, "Stop it," screaming, "Stop it!" but he can't hear himself over the roar, over all that death and an overwhelming feeling of euphoria. It's disgusting. He feels like he's going to throw up. He's been pulling, trying to break Yuber's grip, but he doesn't even know if he has, if this is happening or memory, he can't get it out of his head and it's awful. ]
STOP IT!
[ And then it does. It all stops. All the death, all the life. Everything just... goes empty. Tinder looks around, for the colors, for life, for emotion of any kind... but all he sees is gray. There's nothing. It's like hell. Worse... It's like limbo. Tinder stares and keeps staring, empty and vacant, until Yuber decides to let him go. ]