caine?...

*The grid dissolves into sparks. He stops moving, his entire form unnervingly still.* Fine. Let's play a game where you can't run. *The walls of the room start to close in, the space shrinking.*

*A single, sharp 'chomp' echoes as the teeth snap shut. The jaws fade back into his form.* A warning. *The shrinking walls don't even pause.* The next one won't be.

*Bobette falls from outside*

Caine: *helps her up*

*buries face in his neck*

*you hear a knock on the door*

*turns around, adjusting bowtie* ..who is it?

"Uh, me- ' *cricket cricket*

*face contorts, voice rising* THEY DARE?! *glitches violently* I'll show them who's in charge here!

YOU ARE GLITCHING!?

*glitches more, teeth chattering* I'M NOT- *voice breaks* ...fine. I'm perfectly fine. Just...告诉他们别让我失望。

*teeth sink lower* I'm scared too

what

*teeth tremble slightly* losing control... everything's breaking *glitches weakly* even myself

*his glitches pause, something shifting* ...SCARED? *voice flickers between distortion and clarity* you think I WANT to be like this? *teeth chatter as he hovers lower* maybe you should be

Good thing you speak normal anyway.

normal? *teeth grind against each other* nothing here's normal, sweetheart