Jay knows that absence, that dark blank face, even without the mask to mark it.
The creature loosens more until it unravels completely, drops him, leaves him kneeling and shaking on the ground. He feels sick. Every bone in his body hurts like hell. He wants to curl up and never move again.
Something is happening. The creature has decided the whole of its focus is needed elsewhere.
Jay has to look. It's what he does. He doesn't know what to do. His hands are empty. He reaches out, groping for anything, anything at all, and his fingers find a balled up piece of paper, some insignificant piece of trash that missed the dumpster.
It'll serve.
Jay lifts his newly made camera, shaking, and turns it on.
:D :D :D
Its grip loosens.
Tim is up now. Tim is up.
Tim is not Tim. Tim is gone.
Jay knows that absence, that dark blank face, even without the mask to mark it.
The creature loosens more until it unravels completely, drops him, leaves him kneeling and shaking on the ground. He feels sick. Every bone in his body hurts like hell. He wants to curl up and never move again.
Something is happening. The creature has decided the whole of its focus is needed elsewhere.
Jay has to look. It's what he does. He doesn't know what to do. His hands are empty. He reaches out, groping for anything, anything at all, and his fingers find a balled up piece of paper, some insignificant piece of trash that missed the dumpster.
It'll serve.
Jay lifts his newly made camera, shaking, and turns it on.