01-20-2021, 02:37 PM
Voices. So many of them. They scrambled up to his ears and rattled his brain, eyes turning into delicate slits. He caught Rosemary’s gentle nudge to seek help, but found it worthless to him. Who was he? Well, Cory couldn’t answer that too well. A gruff sigh passes his lips. “I know them. I don’t know how I know them, but the familiarity is alarming. I was...a rogue before coming here. Loads of horrendous things occurred,” he responded, agitation passing through his tone in minor quantities.
Emil was here again, he noticed. Finish the job. For some reason, disgust built in his throat at that. Finish the job by burying them? Cory could’ve scoffed, but refrained. It wasn’t worth it. This person held no value in his brain. Why should he care for them?
A child.
A kitten had stumbled across the scene, staring for a moment and then promptly leaving. An unfamiliar face and no voice to pair with it. Clenching his jaw shut, he nodded to Roxanne as she ordered the same. Michael was ignored by the beast, seeing as he didn’t care to heed his warning. Cory knew he wouldn’t hurt a child. Never again.
“Therapy is of no help to me. There is no recovery to my ailment.”
Emil was here again, he noticed. Finish the job. For some reason, disgust built in his throat at that. Finish the job by burying them? Cory could’ve scoffed, but refrained. It wasn’t worth it. This person held no value in his brain. Why should he care for them?
A child.
A kitten had stumbled across the scene, staring for a moment and then promptly leaving. An unfamiliar face and no voice to pair with it. Clenching his jaw shut, he nodded to Roxanne as she ordered the same. Michael was ignored by the beast, seeing as he didn’t care to heed his warning. Cory knew he wouldn’t hurt a child. Never again.
“Therapy is of no help to me. There is no recovery to my ailment.”
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