[ well. because the camp is a bitch, this is also about when the full memory of a factory (until 3:53) swallows them both up. it's- affected, somehow, is the best way to say it, white noise and static threading around the edges, signal interference making details flicker every now and then, but the most important portions remain vividly intact. alarms are blaring, the situation is in chaos, and you are being attacked on all sides by hostiles, some of which had been allies just scant moments before.
but after that desperate declaration- 'i want to live!'- the memory fades to static entirely, only fading back in with this (until 18:53). still as fragmented, in a way, as the one prior, but the image is stark and haunting. your sister and yourself in the middle of a ruined factory, smoke in the air and blood on the walls, signs and sounds of recent fighting obvious both in the near vicinity and in the distance, after one final duel she forced you into, a duel you never wanted.
and yet... you're completely unharmed. you realize this is the ending she intended from the beginning. the virus affecting both of you, that would burn away at everything of your self until there was nothing of you left, she took that entirely on herself, just to give you the chance to live.
you didn't know anything. you didn't know any of this until it was too late. too late to do anything but grant the final thing she asked for, to die as herself and not as some red-eyed (her eyes were gold) hollow shell, here in this damned building that's already become the final resting place of everyone else who was here.
your sister steadies your gun for you. the memory cuts off abruptly into static after you fire. ]
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Date: 2020-07-09 07:09 am (UTC)[ bluntly. ]
I killed her.
[ well. because the camp is a bitch, this is also about when the full memory of a factory (until 3:53) swallows them both up. it's- affected, somehow, is the best way to say it, white noise and static threading around the edges, signal interference making details flicker every now and then, but the most important portions remain vividly intact. alarms are blaring, the situation is in chaos, and you are being attacked on all sides by hostiles, some of which had been allies just scant moments before.
but after that desperate declaration- 'i want to live!'- the memory fades to static entirely, only fading back in with this (until 18:53). still as fragmented, in a way, as the one prior, but the image is stark and haunting. your sister and yourself in the middle of a ruined factory, smoke in the air and blood on the walls, signs and sounds of recent fighting obvious both in the near vicinity and in the distance, after one final duel she forced you into, a duel you never wanted.
and yet... you're completely unharmed. you realize this is the ending she intended from the beginning. the virus affecting both of you, that would burn away at everything of your self until there was nothing of you left, she took that entirely on herself, just to give you the chance to live.
you didn't know anything. you didn't know any of this until it was too late. too late to do anything but grant the final thing she asked for, to die as herself and not as some red-eyed (her eyes were gold) hollow shell, here in this damned building that's already become the final resting place of everyone else who was here.
your sister steadies your gun for you. the memory cuts off abruptly into static after you fire. ]