[ Covering her head to avoid the debris, Ashley also tries to rise, a whine rising from deep inside her. ]
Vakama, we have to—
[ A body...laid out in the snow...
Right. So that's where Chris went. Ashley stares at him. It. It's missing its head but she remembers it, the twisted expression of fear, shock, disbelief, betrayal.
Vakama and the loss he grieves may as well be a million miles away. Ashley doesn't move towards the body.
Murderer. ]
I didn't... I didn't... It was too late.
[ She's frozen completely, everything in her heavy like ice. ]
cw: mention of decapitation. ...also my icon. also dissociation+ptsd
Vakama, we have to—
[ A body...laid out in the snow...
Right. So that's where Chris went. Ashley stares at him. It. It's missing its head but she remembers it, the twisted expression of fear, shock, disbelief, betrayal.
Vakama and the loss he grieves may as well be a million miles away. Ashley doesn't move towards the body.
Murderer. ]
I didn't... I didn't... It was too late.
[ She's frozen completely, everything in her heavy like ice. ]