This place is wrong. [The more you take, the more you leave - the memories from this place eat other memories to make room for themselves.
Hudiemon stiffens, full-body and visibly, feeling and knowing the cold touch of corruption. Data being scrubbed away, minutely, to accommodate the sight of moldering wood and dusty rooms in low light. Precious, irreplaceable data. And this boy-
They march forward and grab his shoulder, ungently, intending to wheel him around and push him along.] You're in danger and you need to get out of here.
no subject
Hudiemon stiffens, full-body and visibly, feeling and knowing the cold touch of corruption. Data being scrubbed away, minutely, to accommodate the sight of moldering wood and dusty rooms in low light. Precious, irreplaceable data. And this boy-
They march forward and grab his shoulder, ungently, intending to wheel him around and push him along.] You're in danger and you need to get out of here.