/ @icebergofisolation
charles hasn’t seen anyone and it’s starting to allow him to believe ─ either everyone has gone , he has died or ... he’s been sent. charles has often wondered if he was ever capable of the mess confided within ─ before even entering the soul stone. to have had risked it all. would he have even changed anything ? are they worth─ he stops , blinking a few times as that thought crossed his mind. this wasn’t something he would ever dare thinking ... it wasn’t.
hallucinations , pain in his mind. all that was once unbearable has soon felt like nothing , and charles is beginning to feel a deeper worry. he’s been walking around , needing to keep to himself. the weather hangs heavy on the minds of everyone. its darkness awaiting to consume its next victim. the cold doesn’t do much to him anymore , he’s aware of the change but he’s felt something near to dead on the inside ─ whereas the cold has barely brushed , has barely made him feel anything. but just then and there ... he passes a hand over his face , blinking. squinting his eyes at the person not too far from him. “ ─ no , no no .. “ he says mostly to himself , a few cautious steps forward.
“ it’s dangerous out here ─ go back now. go to where everyone’s met, bobby. please do that , if not for yourself ─ for me. “