It's hard to describe the loss, the fear, the pain. Feeling it all, every second of it, from the moment Knifehead breached the hull to the second Yancy's life was snuffed out.
He leans into Max, closing his eyes a little.
"I saw him. On Halloween. Samhain. Whatever. When my mask slipped a few times, I saw him."
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Date: 2020-12-13 01:00 am (UTC)He leans into Max, closing his eyes a little.
"I saw him. On Halloween. Samhain. Whatever. When my mask slipped a few times, I saw him."