( he doesn't let go. heine stays pressed close to lily, hands still cupping her cheeks, and tries to--shield her with his own body. )
I don't know. Maybe it's a simulation. ( but he hopes, he hopes it's outside, hopes he's saved her--but it wouldn't make sense.
because there's no voice in his head either. and he's certain he saw it, saw those razor sharp teeth and face that looked so similar to his inside his head, heard it's voice. )
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I don't know. Maybe it's a simulation. ( but he hopes, he hopes it's outside, hopes he's saved her--but it wouldn't make sense.
because there's no voice in his head either. and he's certain he saw it, saw those razor sharp teeth and face that looked so similar to his inside his head, heard it's voice. )