MK’s Favorite Post-Grave Danger Things for @letswaitforme
Part Three: Shooting Stars - (2/3) Keep On Going
(my commentary below)
Nothing too deep on this one, but I am straight up obsessed with the fan imagery in this scene. Y’all ever hear of Silent Hill? I know Nick is not a damned soul necessarily but a tortured one that I’m sure the town would have a field day with, and there would just be so many rusted, giant fans in his Otherworld. Can you imagine how weak his legs must have felt when he was going down? The dread weighing in his feet with each step. The large fan above him sucking the air out of his body, his breaths getting shorter with each passing second because he feels like he’s running out of air and needs to conserve it. The taunting words of the officer who’s escaping hell under a false sense of encouragement—why does nobody seem to remember what happened, he wonders ironically even though he wouldn’t mind forgetting it himself.
But there’s also an odd sense of...comfort in the cycling blades wafting non-comforting air into the thickening shaft, because just like the fan, he’ll keep going, only...he won’t stop.
