[Shake their head, no. That's not...not important right now. Doesn't matter if they're strong, or whether or not that changes anything. It doesn't. If they were smarter, stronger, if they knew better - they wouldn't have done what they did on Halloween, and ruined everything.
Pushing hands through hair, and some of it clumps, sticking in between their fingers. Dribbles of their own sick caught in it, twisting and tangling.
Disgusting. You're disgusting. Why are you even alive?]
It's okay.
[That's not why. That's not why it's...that's not what they're talking about.]
I didn't used to see him. Him, and - and the gray monsters. Just sort of started happening.
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Pushing hands through hair, and some of it clumps, sticking in between their fingers. Dribbles of their own sick caught in it, twisting and tangling.
Disgusting. You're disgusting. Why are you even alive?]
It's okay.
[That's not why. That's not why it's...that's not what they're talking about.]
I didn't used to see him. Him, and - and the gray monsters. Just sort of started happening.
Something changed.