[...and startle awake he does, whether it's because of the unexpected contact in his sleep or something to do with the dream is unclear.
There's a long, slow breath in, unsteady at the edges, and Atem states wide-eyed at the wall of Ryou's room as the images he just saw play out over his brain repeat themselves, more awful now that his waking mind recognizes the horror of what he'd dreamed of doing.
Now that he remembers where he heard the words he was saying, the first time.
He doesn't know yet if Ryou is awake or not, and frankly, it'll take him a few more seconds to even begin worrying about figuring that out. He shudders, like he wants to crawl out of his own skin, because it was Yugi on the table that time, and Atem with the knife--!
It's not real, he tells himself. It didn't happen. Not that way. He helped Yugi draw some blood -- willingly. That's all. That's all...]
no subject
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--when it's over, you'll understand.
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--do you hear him, Miss Fog?
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--aah!
[...and startle awake he does, whether it's because of the unexpected contact in his sleep or something to do with the dream is unclear.
There's a long, slow breath in, unsteady at the edges, and Atem states wide-eyed at the wall of Ryou's room as the images he just saw play out over his brain repeat themselves, more awful now that his waking mind recognizes the horror of what he'd dreamed of doing.
Now that he remembers where he heard the words he was saying, the first time.
He doesn't know yet if Ryou is awake or not, and frankly, it'll take him a few more seconds to even begin worrying about figuring that out. He shudders, like he wants to crawl out of his own skin, because it was Yugi on the table that time, and Atem with the knife--!
It's not real, he tells himself. It didn't happen. Not that way. He helped Yugi draw some blood -- willingly. That's all. That's all...]