[he imagines- or doesn't, because he's seeing - Dana on the table again, except it's himself, Gregor beside working at a laptop. Unconsciously, Stephen's hands begin to reach for his head]
He locks the door- And throws away the key-
[He stiffens at the touch, looking up slowly towards the voice. Mephisto's voice, someone he also trusts, but-]
There's someone in my head, but it's not me-
[It's a rough whisper, Stephen pressing his injured hands to his temples as if that could stop it. Stop it, stop it, stop it-]
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He locks the door-
And throws away the key-
[He stiffens at the touch, looking up slowly towards the voice. Mephisto's voice, someone he also trusts, but-]
There's someone in my head, but it's not me-
[It's a rough whisper, Stephen pressing his injured hands to his temples as if that could stop it. Stop it, stop it, stop it-]