Now that he's ready for some weird shit, he pays closer attention and manages to dodge the tentacles. Skipping school to fight and play pinball had some advantages after all, and his reflexes are pretty sharp.
...But it's still cold and dark, and the cold hurts him more than any cold he's felt. It reminds him of dying, especially with those horrible noises, and as tough as he tries to be he's scared. Even if he won't admit it.
"Christ, okay, uncle," he says, as if saying uncle is an expression for giving up that transcends universes, "You fucking win."
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Now that he's ready for some weird shit, he pays closer attention and manages to dodge the tentacles. Skipping school to fight and play pinball had some advantages after all, and his reflexes are pretty sharp.
...But it's still cold and dark, and the cold hurts him more than any cold he's felt. It reminds him of dying, especially with those horrible noises, and as tough as he tries to be he's scared. Even if he won't admit it.
"Christ, okay, uncle," he says, as if saying uncle is an expression for giving up that transcends universes, "You fucking win."