[It's always like living through some horrible nightmare. This side of the connection again... two years younger, still in that uniform, staring down blankly at those visible wires digging into his skin that he feels every single day on the other side. Suddenly unable to move against the restraints save for grabbing onto them even tighter to brace against the inevitable. But the pain searing his hands was nothing like when that monstrosity bears down on him, trying to yank the seal itself off the door. Knuckles white in their grip, blood ever-flowing from the open wounds. Don't scream because that makes the seizures on the other end even worse... Other side.
You're still there, right? Still safe from this thing? It takes a moment to find the concentration needed to do, especially harder against that constant banging and the roars, but still managing to mentally reach out back through that lifeline Igor created and touch down on the one left behind. I'm sorry so sorry I'll be back soon to take care of you I promise
Silence. No movement except for the constant spasms of the assistant beneath you, but you could almost swear there's still someone there. Arms wrapped around you tightly in an embrace to ease your pain, warm tears falling against your head to calm you down. Or maybe there's nothing even there...]
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You're still there, right? Still safe from this thing? It takes a moment to find the concentration needed to do, especially harder against that constant banging and the roars, but still managing to mentally reach out back through that lifeline Igor created and touch down on the one left behind. I'm sorry so sorry I'll be back soon to take care of you I promise
Silence. No movement except for the constant spasms of the assistant beneath you, but you could almost swear there's still someone there. Arms wrapped around you tightly in an embrace to ease your pain, warm tears falling against your head to calm you down. Or maybe there's nothing even there...]