♠ 023 - He left them all behind. ♠

[zombie_pen]

[at first, Sam thought it was just his subconscious fucking with him, though it was certainly a different approach than usual. the dreams were haunting, visions of blood and death that really shouldn't have been that off the mark for him. and yet... they came to him in the daylight as well: a clan dying because of one man, the death of a close

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[vi952]

.. Sam?

[zombie_pen]

[still clutching at his head, pained green eyes flick up]

Wei...

[vi952]

You have scrambled memories as well?

[zombie_pen]

[bites at his lip]

More unwanted than scrambled...

[1stclass_puppy]

[even with no memories, Zack still has concern]

Hey, do you need some help?

[zombie_pen]

Make them stop... Fuck, make them stop!

[distressed Sam is distressed, big time.]

[1stclass_puppy]

[reaches out and grips Sam's shoulder]

Make what stop?

[zombie_pen]

[he's trembling under Zack's hand, eyes brimming with unwanted tears]

The memories... I've got someone else's memories in my head. The screaming... it won't stop.