Stray - Chapter 59 Concerning endless nights, edges, and sacrifice.
The white light turned the ground to the color of snow. Otacon watched the eddies coaxed by the shudders of wind. Cause and effect. Every grain of it came from somewhere. It had a reason.
“Even I can feel it. It must be much worse for you.”
Now that he'd started it really wasn't that bad. His voice was a machine playing a scratched and damaged recording. That was all.