[Kazuya didn't immediately respond, still glaring at the spot where the shard had been. It was only when another piercing throb of pain lanced through the left side of his brain did he wince and shift away. What was with this friggin' headache? Every time he saw a glimpse of that field, he felt like something was trying to...]
Unstable... cursed, I'd say. What type of place shows fucked up images like this?
[But he did as he was told. He began to carefully move, but he was beginning to regret his earlier decision of impulsively kicking the shard, because now its pieces were everywhere, and whenever Kazuya's eyes glanced over each tiny, glinting surface, that fucking field kept flashing up.
Though... was it getting darker? The field, darker, and redder, and more distorted, and the pain in his head was getting worse with each showing and... that dreadful feeling of something looming kept creeping up on him, like he was on the cusp of some terrible discovery. He hated that feeling. He didn't like it...]
But, you're right. Let's go. [He reached out, grasping Minny's hand without thought, genuinely unsettled by this whole situation. Maybe he should just close his eyes and try to blindly walk out the door?] It's... [Scary] ...creepy here.
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[Kazuya didn't immediately respond, still glaring at the spot where the shard had been. It was only when another piercing throb of pain lanced through the left side of his brain did he wince and shift away. What was with this friggin' headache? Every time he saw a glimpse of that field, he felt like something was trying to...]
Unstable... cursed, I'd say. What type of place shows fucked up images like this?
[But he did as he was told. He began to carefully move, but he was beginning to regret his earlier decision of impulsively kicking the shard, because now its pieces were everywhere, and whenever Kazuya's eyes glanced over each tiny, glinting surface, that fucking field kept flashing up.
Though... was it getting darker? The field, darker, and redder, and more distorted, and the pain in his head was getting worse with each showing and... that dreadful feeling of something looming kept creeping up on him, like he was on the cusp of some terrible discovery. He hated that feeling. He didn't like it...]
But, you're right. Let's go. [He reached out, grasping Minny's hand without thought, genuinely unsettled by this whole situation. Maybe he should just close his eyes and try to blindly walk out the door?] It's... [Scary] ...creepy here.