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Her essence floated toward him, looking rather puzzled. What are you doing here?
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Daniel? It's Rex's voice, calling him from somewhere nearby.
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The memories come flooding out... A specific one floats toward him, and he sees Rex, as a small, happy girl, perhaps four years old, swung into the arms of a figure who must be her mother. They are both smiling widely, and he is impressed with the feeling that he just violated something very private and special.
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He feels a clean, bright warmth seeping from it, trying to fill him and drown out the voices.
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As he gets closer, the bad voices are drowned out by a sweet music, the source of which is a glowing chest in a little alcove. Daniel.... It sings to him.
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*dies*
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Here... A light pulses not to far away.
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Daniel.... The voice is faint, but sweet, sounding like music... It beckons to him, begging him to stand up.
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*begs* PLEASE DON'T
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Very faintly, he hears a voice calling his name, away from the dark corner.
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AHHH NO STAAAWWWPPPP PLEEEEEZEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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He starts to hear the whispers. Die... add more scars... no one will love you. Morgan's coming back... Daniel's going to leave you. You're not good enough. He'd rather die than be with you. Everyone is going to hurt you. block out the pain. Build more walls. Don't be vulnerable, hide, no one cares, bleed and die, on one cares. You're just suffering alone... On and on, they don't seem to stop.
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He sees a large black box in one corner, whispering appears to be coming from within.
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He is hit with a crippling wave of pain.
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Iris looks at her for a second, then opens her laptop and turns on some relaxing instrumental music. She lays the laptop on her desk and moves to the floor, grabbing a pen and doodling on the back of her hand, humming softly along to the music. @Ravenclawjedi42
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Her mind offered no resistance.
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"Would you like something to keep your hands busy?" Iris asks quietly, offering a small basket of fidget toys, taking one herself. "I find it helps keep my hands occupied so that I can think better. Iris smiles gently. "There is nothing to be afraid of, I promise."
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She brought her trembling hand up, touching the side of his face. "Love you-" She passed out, body going limp.
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"No-" Rex spasmed, arching her back in agony
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"Can't-" She gasped, pain flooding her entire body. "Don't- deserve it-"
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HEHEHEHEHEHE
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She shook her head, but didn't open her eyes.
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"Worth it-" She managed to get out, before shuddering violently, teeth chattering.
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Rex shook her head, wincing. "It's not yours anymore." She whispered, voice cracking.
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"You have your feelings. Just not your self-hatred." She leaned into his fingers.
