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Dave's heart took another lurch as Mia's eyes flickered out entirely, but then her normal green was back, as if nothing had happened. Mia cocked her head. "She's gone. I'm just me again. That was interesting." Dave blinked at her, wary. That was it? Eien'd just... released her? What was... Had...

Dave let out a shaky snort. "Therapy? It's... don't get your hopes up, Mia." He released her slowly. Indeed, the core was just... gone. She looked like her normal self, but a little more solid. No core. "The fuck do you mean you don't..." Was this what the hatching was? Just, hatching into...

Something broke through the dark haze that had enveloped everything. A light touch. He whirled blindly, teeth bared to attack. He took a sharp, gasping breath. "Mia?" He blinked hard. She was...? He reached out a paw to touch her. Solid. Real. Dave pulled her into a hug, clung to her...

Dave was limping, shaking, one of his hind legs numb and pulsing, but they were out. They were okay. Not being followed. He took a deep, shuddering breath, then another. Mia pointed towards a light down the road. This was all some kind of illusory hellscape, who knew if going anywhere would get...

Dave's heart hammered in his chest, his injured cheek throbbing with pain, muscles tense in anticipation of another sharp stab of agony that'd send him crumpling to the ground. But none came. Shots tore through the air, each bang nauseating, but by some miracle none of them hit. The man he'd...

Dave's claws dug into the church floor as Mia thought about it, against every instinct telling him to run while he still could. What were they waiting for? Why weren't they shooting yet? Come on, bastards-- As soon as she released the whimpering man and he scrambled away, a hail of bullets...

Dave flinched as a series of gunshots shattered the barriers, his heart hammering in his chest. Shadow puppets or not, the bullets were real. With another burst of Radiance, he conjured more barriers to replace them, his fur buzzing with light. He stared at Mia, his stomach twisting as the...

Over the psychic link, there was only a deafening silence - silence, and a crystal-clear awareness that Mia, this Mia, was inside the church. A cold shiver went down his spine. "Mia, I-- fuck." He stared at the church, heart racing as the ominous echo of choir singing rang in his ears. Goddamn...

Dave looked wildly around. One moment they were approaching the storm, the moon looming ominously overhead; the next he was here, alone, in some kind of grotesque reenactment of that day. (The fucking parking accident. Of all things to put here.) “Soda?” he called at the air. “Come on, let’s…...