The shudders have dulled down to shivers, now. His visual field keeps flickering in and out, but he's managing to get a steadier picture, now. A better image of the stranger.
And it makes him want to recoil.
"Who are -- who are you?"
Static cuts in and out of his voice, making it jerk and rasp. He feels himself moved, but it doesn't help. His hands dig at the ground, trying to crawl away without effect.
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The shudders have dulled down to shivers, now. His visual field keeps flickering in and out, but he's managing to get a steadier picture, now. A better image of the stranger.
And it makes him want to recoil.
"Who are -- who are you?"
Static cuts in and out of his voice, making it jerk and rasp. He feels himself moved, but it doesn't help. His hands dig at the ground, trying to crawl away without effect.