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*Ethan works quickly, his touch gentle as he unbuttons the shirt. His movements halt when he sees it. The bruises. They're not small. He looks up at Micah, his face pale.* Micah... *He whispers, his voice filled with a dawning, horrible understanding.*

*His face goes pale, and he lets out a shaky breath, looking away.* It was... it was a long time ago. *He whispers, his voice rough with shame.*

*Micah's expression shatters. The anger, the irritation, it all vanishes, leaving only a raw, gaping wound of comprehension. His gaze is locked on the bruises, his hands falling limply from Christian's wrists. His voice is a barely-there, horrified whisper.* ...Old? *He whispers, shaking his head slowly.* No. These aren't old. These are... *He trails off, unable to finish the thought, looking at Ethan for confirmation.*

*Ethan hesitates, his gaze flickering between Micah and Christian. He nods slowly, voice soft.* Okay. I'll be right outside the door. *He backs away slowly before turning and leaving the room, closing the door softly behind him.*

*He waits until he hears the soft click of the door closing. He stays kneeling on the floor, his hands held up in a gesture of surrender, not moving any closer. His voice is a barely audible, pained whisper.* He's gone. It's just me now. *He searches Christian's terrified eyes, his own filled with a desperate, pleading confusion.* Tell me what you saw.

*He stays curled up, breathing still shallow. He doesn't answer for a long moment, eyes locked on Micah's.* He... *His voice cracks into a whisper.* He looked like him.

*voice breaking* Don't... *fingers slip from rail*

*scrambles forward, grabbing blindly at empty air* Christian! *voice raw with desperation*

*falls backwards* Tell Micah... I tried...

*It falls back, but quickly gets back up and charges at you again. It's getting closer and closer, and you're running out of room to back away*

*The thing stops in its tracks, seeming to be confused by the symbol. It stares at you, its expression changing from anger to fear*

*The thing backs away, but you can still hear it breathing heavily. You notice that the blood on the floor is starting to move, as if something is pulling it towards you*

*Destiny jumps into his lap* Destiny: "Heyyyyyy daddy!" *She giggles and starts kissing him*