As each word appears, the trembling in Jay's hands becomes a little more pronounced. He leans against the wall to the right of the mirror, to keep his balance, to keep his knees from buckling underneath him.
He should know, shouldn't he? This kind of thing doesn't just end. Not when you drop the investigation and your headaches start to clear up, not when your apartment's burned down and you're miles from home, not when you're gut-shot by an old friend. It may leave you alone for a second, just enough to catch your breath and wonder if it might have forgotten about you, but it always comes back.
The next question is unbidden, irrational, but it's out of his mouth before the filter can set in.]
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Date: 2017-06-15 03:06 pm (UTC)As each word appears, the trembling in Jay's hands becomes a little more pronounced. He leans against the wall to the right of the mirror, to keep his balance, to keep his knees from buckling underneath him.
He should know, shouldn't he? This kind of thing doesn't just end. Not when you drop the investigation and your headaches start to clear up, not when your apartment's burned down and you're miles from home, not when you're gut-shot by an old friend. It may leave you alone for a second, just enough to catch your breath and wonder if it might have forgotten about you, but it always comes back.
The next question is unbidden, irrational, but it's out of his mouth before the filter can set in.]
What does it want?