Sickly, dead-eyed creature crawling towards him and reaching out. He sees it happening in fractured frames like it's all under a strobe light. The fingers of Jesse's hand look bent at different angles and he just fucking knows it's trying to drag him under. Bring him down. Take him away and out of the sun.
He grabs Jesse's wrist, bending it back and out of the way as his other hand goes straight for the man's throat. He puts all his weight into forcing the body on it's back and pinning it beneath him. Not today, fucker. Not ever--
No. No, it's not right.
The face isn't right. Where's the scar? Where's the--
"Fuck. Jesse--" No apologies, but he does remove the hands holding him down. "Thought you were... You're not-- the fuck is happening here?"
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Sickly, dead-eyed creature crawling towards him and reaching out. He sees it happening in fractured frames like it's all under a strobe light. The fingers of Jesse's hand look bent at different angles and he just fucking knows it's trying to drag him under. Bring him down. Take him away and out of the sun.
He grabs Jesse's wrist, bending it back and out of the way as his other hand goes straight for the man's throat. He puts all his weight into forcing the body on it's back and pinning it beneath him. Not today, fucker. Not ever--
No. No, it's not right.
The face isn't right. Where's the scar? Where's the--
"Fuck. Jesse--" No apologies, but he does remove the hands holding him down. "Thought you were... You're not-- the fuck is happening here?"