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“I can help you.”
There was a voice in his head.
“We can do this together.”
It made promises, and they were so, so tempting.
“You don’t have to do this alone.”
He was so close to giving in.
“Just let me take away the pain.”
Part of him wondered if his thoughts were truly his own.
“I’ll bring him back.”
The other part didn’t really care.
“We’ll bring them all back.”
He’d given in the moment he picked up that bow.
“What do you want me to do?”
(OR: Pac gets possessed. He has to get back, before it's too late.) Warning(s): loss of identity/self and reality, possession.