( he's dimly aware of her presence, of someone grabbing at his arm and hauling him up like it's nothing at all. but he can't tear his eyes away from what he's seeing in front of him despite the sharpness of the voice.
he does blink, clenches his eyes closed tightly and keeps them that way. )
Tell me what I'm seeing ain't there and I'll believe you.
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he does blink, clenches his eyes closed tightly and keeps them that way. )
Tell me what I'm seeing ain't there and I'll believe you.