[She takes another breath, and exhales it in a bitter laugh.]
So, what, that was real? Everything back home is… is just fucking gone?
[Because that had been the feeling that freaky dream had left her with. If she hadn’t seen first hand just how willing reality was to tear shit up when something goes wrong, she’d be calling bullshit on all of this right now. But this right here doesn’t feel like part of the dream. The humidity in the air, the dirt clinging to her, the ache in her fingers after tearing her way free—that all feels way too real.
Why would it even happen, though? What would—
She tenses for just a moment, then abruptly tries to push herself up onto shaky feet, head whipping around as if in search of something—someone—here amidst the enormous roots.
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So, what, that was real? Everything back home is… is just fucking gone?
[Because that had been the feeling that freaky dream had left her with. If she hadn’t seen first hand just how willing reality was to tear shit up when something goes wrong, she’d be calling bullshit on all of this right now. But this right here doesn’t feel like part of the dream. The humidity in the air, the dirt clinging to her, the ache in her fingers after tearing her way free—that all feels way too real.
Why would it even happen, though? What would—
She tenses for just a moment, then abruptly tries to push herself up onto shaky feet, head whipping around as if in search of something—someone—here amidst the enormous roots.
Max, what the hell did you do?]