[She stammers out excuses immediately, her own eyes stinging fiercely as she tries to think of something, anything, that might give Mephisto pause, enough for her to just explain. They can't do this alone, Stephen asked her to protect him, she's worried it's not safe, but she just can't get her words to dislodge themselves from the back of her throat.
Her breath quickens, her chest squeezing tight, and she can't breathe, even though she's taking in so much air, none of it seems to reach her lungs, and she wonders if this is all some hallucination in her final moments, the rope still around her neck-
The paper in her hands crumples in her fierce grip, as she finally somehow gets enough oxygen in to plead with him.]
Please, Dad-
[She hasn't even realized what she said isn't what she exactly intended to. She can only assume it's right, because she can't hear herself over the buzzing in her ears.]
cw: panic attacks, suffocation
[She stammers out excuses immediately, her own eyes stinging fiercely as she tries to think of something, anything, that might give Mephisto pause, enough for her to just explain. They can't do this alone, Stephen asked her to protect him, she's worried it's not safe, but she just can't get her words to dislodge themselves from the back of her throat.
Her breath quickens, her chest squeezing tight, and she can't breathe, even though she's taking in so much air, none of it seems to reach her lungs, and she wonders if this is all some hallucination in her final moments, the rope still around her neck-
The paper in her hands crumples in her fierce grip, as she finally somehow gets enough oxygen in to plead with him.]
Please, Dad-
[She hasn't even realized what she said isn't what she exactly intended to. She can only assume it's right, because she can't hear herself over the buzzing in her ears.]