♠ 006 - Tired of saving souls. ♠
If I never see another cast on my body again, it would seriously be too soon.
[would be referring to the full arm cast on his left arm, which is broken in three places after a daring brotherly rescue]
Oh, & seeing dead people. I felt like the kid from The Sixth Sense, seeing Madison on that cliff. Leave it to Template to dangle the ghost of the girl I killed in front of me.
[shakes his head at the memory, blinking in surprise when he looks up]
...Mom?
[would be seeing Mary in her white nightgown a block down the road. She beckons for him with an outstretched arm, slim ivory fingers curling. He runs after her, even as she walks into a building that's clearly seen better days]
Please don't let this be another trick...
[would be referring to the full arm cast on his left arm, which is broken in three places after a daring brotherly rescue]
Oh, & seeing dead people. I felt like the kid from The Sixth Sense, seeing Madison on that cliff. Leave it to Template to dangle the ghost of the girl I killed in front of me.
[shakes his head at the memory, blinking in surprise when he looks up]
...Mom?
[would be seeing Mary in her white nightgown a block down the road. She beckons for him with an outstretched arm, slim ivory fingers curling. He runs after her, even as she walks into a building that's clearly seen better days]
Please don't let this be another trick...