[What happened? The question feels more cumbersome than the entire world. How is he supposed to answer? Tell the truth? He has to bite back a laugh at the thought.
Still, Oren keeps talking, his words feather-light and all too enticing. Again, his throat feels thick, clogged by his own heart's erratic tempo. Longing threatens to take him and only the grip over his wounds reminds him. Biting his lip, he breathes in deep. Closes his eyes. Leans back in the pilot's seat.
What happened? A hard answer to word but an easy answer to show. He flicks the video on. It feels too easy to do.]
She was taken.
[The words hit hard but he does his best not to flinch, holding the camera up to his face. Oren will know what it means.]
you can't it's a disease also it's video now bitch
Still, Oren keeps talking, his words feather-light and all too enticing. Again, his throat feels thick, clogged by his own heart's erratic tempo. Longing threatens to take him and only the grip over his wounds reminds him. Biting his lip, he breathes in deep. Closes his eyes. Leans back in the pilot's seat.
What happened? A hard answer to word but an easy answer to show. He flicks the video on. It feels too easy to do.]
She was taken.
[The words hit hard but he does his best not to flinch, holding the camera up to his face. Oren will know what it means.]