How can we be in a different universe, though? That is impossible! If no one in all the centuries that travel and phenomena has been studied...
[His voice dies, feebly, because even as he tries to protest - desperately, almost queasily - how can he continue arguing now? Now that he's seeing it for himself, experiencing it in his own flesh and blood?
His face somehow manages to blanch past his already pale complexion. Suddenly his knees feel weak, and without looking back he tries to step backward and retreat to the bench. His free hand grabs for the back of it, but he misses - not seeming to care anymore, he sinks slowly, kneeling now on the ground.
He stares at the teeth in his palm, and his hand is shaking. He has claws and fangs, he's turning into a monster. A subhuman.]
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[His voice dies, feebly, because even as he tries to protest - desperately, almost queasily - how can he continue arguing now? Now that he's seeing it for himself, experiencing it in his own flesh and blood?
His face somehow manages to blanch past his already pale complexion. Suddenly his knees feel weak, and without looking back he tries to step backward and retreat to the bench. His free hand grabs for the back of it, but he misses - not seeming to care anymore, he sinks slowly, kneeling now on the ground.
He stares at the teeth in his palm, and his hand is shaking. He has claws and fangs, he's turning into a monster. A subhuman.]
How, how can this be happening. T-to me.