I'm just a passenger on this crazy ride. Like a car with the steering wheel ripped out, I careen through the night, not knowing when I'll hit a wall. Can't stop. I can barely think.
Not me: we. I'm not alone. I've played the lackey before, but never like this, the tyrant burrowed into blood and muscle.
Two pinpoints of light ahead. A blinding flash shoots out around me. In the momentary brightness I make out towering, empty hallways and two freeze-framed guards. While I watch, their skin blooms from pale to pink to dark red. They crumple and fall, just like...
It's happened before.
A road, at night...
Mulder was there, too.
I fight the sludge in my brain, struggle to remember, but before I can swallow against the spasm in my throat, the thing inside me is yanking me down the pitch black hallway again, rushing toward something only it can see.
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Details: 0k · PG · Specific Word Count · 01/03/06 · Email/Website
Gossamer Category(Keywords): X-File
SPOILERS: Piper Maru/Apocrypha
SUMMARY: He's not alone. He's definitely not in control.
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