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It Will Come Back by Hozier but you’re alone in a cabin in the woods. You hear something coming from outside, almost like a warning, but it’s dark out, and you don’t want to leave to investigate. You can tell that there’s a pack of wolves somewhere in the distance, but you can’t be sure how close they are.
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phobos-sans-deimos:
therealityhelix:
She staggers right into their arms, the lights dimming.
“Home?” She asked, disoriented. “Men?”
“We’re back in my world,” they say, hugging her as tight as they can bear. “They ran off, we’re on our own for now. Guess we gotta walk back down the tunnel ‘till we hit light.”
“I hurt someone.” She said quietly. “They were strangers, and they were touching me.”
“You did. You defended yourself against a perceived threat.” They cough, wheezing. “Nobody’s dead.”
“Good. No more death for now.” She takes their hand. “It’s this way. This way out.”
She leads them unwaveringly towards light.
Elsewhere, two men wake up with a gasp. One turns over to find his favorite bedmate sleeping soundly next to him. He smiled, snuggled up, and went back to sleep. Dreams were nothing more than that.
The other climbed out of bed, and headed into his restroom. A little water splashed on the face, and a glare in the mirror revealed his eyes still glowing with the vision. He would remember. Nothing remained of what was, but he would remember.
They could pass it all off as a dream. A traumatized hallucination. But there’s a photograph in their breast pocket, next to their heart.
“I love you,” they say.
phobos-sans-deimos:
therealityhelix:
She staggers right into their arms, the lights dimming.
“Home?” She asked, disoriented. “Men?”
“We’re back in my world,” they say, hugging her as tight as they can bear. “They ran off, we’re on our own for now. Guess we gotta walk back down the tunnel ‘till we hit light.”
“I hurt someone.” She said quietly. “They were strangers, and they were touching me.”
“You did. You defended yourself against a perceived threat.” They cough, wheezing. “Nobody’s dead.”
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phobos-sans-deimos:
Oh, fuck this. They bite down hard on the gauze and start trying to pull their arm free. Oh, that hurts, it feels broken, and something in their muscle gives. They yelp like a dog and wriggle on the stretcher. Their eyes, though they can’t see it, are still reflective.
The lights approach, swaying. All the restraints snap.
They immediately pull the gag from their mouth and launch themself towards her.
“Helix? How bad are you hurt, are you dizzy?” They fumble for the flashlight and remember that it belonged to the other world. “Darlin’ we have to get out of here, let me look at you.”
She staggers right into his arms, the lights dimming.
“Home?” She asked, disoriented. “Men?”
“We’re back in my world,” they say, hugging her as tight as they can bear. “They ran off, we’re on our own for now. Guess we gotta walk back down the tunnel ‘till we hit light.”
phobos-sans-deimos:
Oh, fuck this. They bite down hard on the gauze and start trying to pull their arm free. Oh, that hurts, it feels broken, and something in their muscle gives. They yelp like a dog and wriggle on the stretcher. Their eyes, though they can’t see it, are still reflective.
The lights approach, swaying. All the restraints snap.
They immediately pull the gag from their mouth and launch themself towards her.
“Helix? How bad are you hurt, are you dizzy?” They fumble for the flashlight and remember that it belonged to the other world. “Darlin’ we have to get out of here, let me look at you.”
