[ The hallucinations fade in and out. They come and go, the voices, the sights. But, usually they don't...protest like that. Peregrine feels a hand on her elbow and tries to grab it.
She touches nothing. ]
Brett? [ ... ] Brett...?
[ She stays standing in that spot for awhile, waiting to see if he'll return. It feels foolish, but important.
It's not until later that she'll start to examine just how important. ]
no subject
She touches nothing. ]
Brett? [ ... ] Brett...?
[ She stays standing in that spot for awhile, waiting to see if he'll return. It feels foolish, but important.
It's not until later that she'll start to examine just how important. ]