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[dreamsofnoah]

Allen! Come and play with me!

You'll regret it if you don't ♥


Because I'm going to play whether you turn up or not.


Hmm~, speaking of which, I'm running out of toys. I feel sooo much more bored today than usual.

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[absinthe-eyed.livejournal.com]

[Road is gone entirely. The City is gone along with everything good in it. There's nothing but Justin, his mind, a cell, impending death, and a dead Richard.

Time passed without passing. Justin felt his thoughts eating him alive until he thought he was insane--until he thought there wouldn't be anything left for the grand state of California to execute. He tried to distract himself by thinking about the gas chamber. He knew how it worked. If he could repeat the mechanical details enough, maybe the rest of the thoughts would go away.

It never worked.

Justin registers a pain in his arm, but he can't remember what it's from. It's not the arm that was hurt in the fight. He latches onto the pain, concentrating on it until it swallows his other thoughts, but it doesn't work. There's only more pain. Mental and physical--it's impossible to tell them apart.

In the Underground, Justin is breaking.]

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[dreamsofnoah]

[She feels nothing but amusement at watching, and a sick satisfaction. Stronger than she thought he was? Oh, maybe. That was always a pleasant surprise.

But it's still never strong enough. And maybe she'll let him go just in time, or maybe she'll keep him here until he finally does break and is never able to leave the dream again.

Maybe that was what she really likes. Having people at her mercy.

And Road has no mercy.]

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[absinthe-eyed.livejournal.com]

[Mercy is a rare thing. Forgiveness, second chances...

Justin tries to turn his mind off, focusing on his arm until that pain--real, fathomable pain--finally engulfs his thoughts. He can hide inside of it until everything is over with and still have something resembling sanity in the end. The nightmarish thoughts and loneliness fade as the audible silence transforms into something more bearable.]

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[dreamsofnoah]

[Hiding himself in pain - Road knows what he's doing, of course she does. She's there in his mind after all, she can see it all. He thinks that that pain was real, he has no idea what pain can be like, how she could make it engulf him until he'd long for that loneliness once again, until insanity would be a relief.

But she's not playing like that this time, and forces the pain to go away, making his mind tell him what she wants it to, that the still bleeding wound isn't there, had never existed. He can't hide from her that easily.]

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[absinthe-eyed.livejournal.com]

[He's jerked out of the mental refuge as the pain vanishes. That's not right--he needed that! Justin scrambles for another distraction, but he's trapped. The cell is getting smaller and the silence is roaring in his ears, and there's nothing he had do. He wants to claw himself until he bleeds, but his arms aren't obeying his commands.

Justin shuts his eyes; he doesn't want to watch the world shrink around him suffocatingly. The view inside isn't any better. There are too many pictures engraved on the inside of his eyelids--Richard's corpse sprawled out on the rocks, Lisa's back as she left for the final time, his mother's cold face. There's Cassie, smug... tricking him into confessing. She destroyed it all, even after he had saved her. There's Richard again. The mortician did a good job; the body didn't look like it had suffered a fifty-foot fall. White tuxedo, white coffin linings, sent off like the angel his family thought he had been.

There was no justice in the world. No mercy. There wasn't even pain, just thought after thought at that silence that was boring a hole through Justin's skull.]

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[dreamsofnoah]

[No, Justin, there is no justice or mercy in the world. Road had promised to show him, hadn't she? And now she was. It wasn't even anything she was doing herself, she was only showing him what he'd already seen, what he already knew and tried to hide from.

But she's getting bored of watching. She gets bored so very easily, and she wants more responsive toys to play with. Besides, she's shown him what she wanted to, she got what she wanted. She leaves him there, pinned to the wall - he'll have to dig that candle out himself once he snaps out of it. He'll probably come around in a little while, even if it'll be quite some time before he can distinguish between what's real and what isn't.]