[Benjamin was already up and dressing when Farrah opened the door and screamed. He nearly ran after her, but through the open door he heard
Maya?
Brave Maya! and just. Froze.
She looks so small, so fragile, lying there in the middle of the hall, the white sheet thrown to the side and her shirt opened.
She looks...
The fever is gone and with it all its visions, good and bad, but for a split second she's illuminated by firelight, instead of cold fluorescents. For a split second, the body on the floor isn't Maya, the hair spilling around her isn't silky black but matted blonde.
But then it is. And Benjamin feels the inky void closing in around him.
There's a Thud, as Benjamin falls, broken, to his knees, staring helplessly as Peregrine works to save Maya.]
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Maya?
Brave Maya! and just. Froze.
She looks so small, so fragile, lying there in the middle of the hall, the white sheet thrown to the side and her shirt opened.
She looks...
The fever is gone and with it all its visions, good and bad, but for a split second she's illuminated by firelight, instead of cold fluorescents. For a split second, the body on the floor isn't Maya, the hair spilling around her isn't silky black but matted blonde.
But then it is. And Benjamin feels the inky void closing in around him.
There's a Thud, as Benjamin falls, broken, to his knees, staring helplessly as Peregrine works to save Maya.]
No... No, God in Heaven, no...