You're going to laugh at me when I tell you that I'm coming to you for the reassurance that I haven't absolutely lost my mind. ( not that Ben agrees with Will's teetering assessment that he's barely sane for himself, but not only has Ben found flecks of that looming fear fall from Will regularly, he's seen it for himself. in two months of telepathic connection, it was going to happen.
Ben doesn't even know how to handle that cut-off there, especially when everything else is changing around him, too. )
Everything is...pulsing. I know that sounds perfectly mad, but even the ground, outside. Everything that is the town, itself. It's making me feel a bit ill.
( he could ask Will to further convince him that it isn't just him, that all of this — the pulsing walls, the Poe-esque heartbeat that lies just underneath every surface, the pitch black sky at 8am carved with a wide red moon — isn't all in Ben's head.
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Ben doesn't even know how to handle that cut-off there, especially when everything else is changing around him, too. )
Everything is...pulsing. I know that sounds perfectly mad, but even the ground, outside. Everything that is the town, itself. It's making me feel a bit ill.
( he could ask Will to further convince him that it isn't just him, that all of this — the pulsing walls, the Poe-esque heartbeat that lies just underneath every surface, the pitch black sky at 8am carved with a wide red moon — isn't all in Ben's head.
instead, he asks— )
Are you all right?