Starting word from
here. I MADE IT I MADE IT I PRESSED POST BEFORE THE END OF THE DAY AND CAME BACK TO ADD THE TAGS AFTER.
Title is from the song
Stormur by Sigur Rós because those eye holes are creepy.
Now is not the time to be thinking about consequences, he thinks, as he holds the gun to the shivering man's head.
In the mirror, his own eyes stare back at him.
"Pedal to the floor," Kavinsky whispers, and pulls the trigger.
Somewhere, in a different fold of time, a different layer of reality, his lips fold around Ronan's mouth, as a parallel self immolates in a buring Mitsubishi Evo, white paint melting, as a mirror image bleeds out over the floor.
Bam.