Thread:ThisIsXenon/@comment-32460917-20190603090203/@comment-32460917-20190612015440

Of course it was her. She’d been yelling about it nonstop, adding to the clutter already inside his brain and making his head pound. Figures that she’d pop out again, just like every other time he’d almost died. Clay had just been roped in.

He didn’t try speaking again. It was hard enough to just try and breathe, and talking made the pain along his abdomen unbearable. He squeezed his eyes shut and tried to keep his mind blank.