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Sentence starters of famous quotes from the Twilight Zone TV anthology series’ narrations by Rod Serling. Wording has been altered in some instances. Change pronouns as needed! Content warning for mentions of death, existentialism, and unreality.

“It is humanity’s prerogative to create their own particular and private hell.”

“There are weapons that are simply thoughts, attitudes, prejudices, to be found only in the minds of people.”

“Up there, up there in the vastness of space, in the void that is sky, up there is an enemy known as isolation.“

“There’s a saying, ‘Every person is put on Earth condemned to die, time and method of execution unknown.’ Perhaps this is as it should be.”

“They say a dream takes only a second or so, and yet in that second someone can live a lifetime.“

“Yet another human being returns to the vast nothingness that is the beginning and into the dust that is always the end.“

“The most common ailment of all people is the strange and perverse disinclination to believe in a miracle.“

“Odd how the real consorts with the shadows, how the present fuses with the past.“

“Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.”

“There’s nothing mightier than the meek.”

“In any quest for magic, in any search for sorcery, witchery, legerdemain, first check the human heart.“

“Life can be rich and rewarding and full of beauty, just like the music people play, if a person would only pause to look and to listen.”

“The magic of a child’s smile, the magic of liking and being liked, the strange and wondrous mysticism that is the simple act of living.“

“For civilization to survive, the human race has to remain civilized.“

“The cure to some nightmares is not to be found in known medical journals.”

“Some people possess talent, others are possessed by it. When that happens, the talent becomes a curse.“

“We know that a dream can be real, but who ever thought that reality could be a dream?“

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"Fucking christ-"

Ah, there he goes muttering obscenities under his breath as he sort of tries to restrain himself from throwing up his hands. This shit here was a little bit more than infuriating, especially since this was, well, a literal do or die scenario. The poor bastard who literally won't leave for his own wife was... well, nothing more than a fool for doing so. Yet it ironically somewhat reminded him of something-

"... don't know what to tell you, but he needs to go regardless. She'll probably be on her way as well, I dunno."

'Oh, wow. There you are with your shitty morals-'

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The overwhelming urge to just tear into things was... rising, if that were to put things lightly as the scientist shuffled and growled weakly due to how he was currently shifting into the first malformation. Even if he were calm, this still would happen - but not on the same level as this.

Will shrieked, his voice already sounding malformed and distorted to fit the beast he was becoming as he striked whatever support was nearby. Which... resulted in more pain coursing through his shifting arm. Really smooth, huh?

"HH H H H-"

It was almost as if he were just completely out of it, his mind just blanked out due to all those instincts colliding against each other. He was lucid, yet here he was lightheaded and starting to phase out, almost as if the viral consciousness were yet to front.

Soon it got close enough for Birkin to it... Breathing? It sounded like the mix between a growl and someone with a bad chest cold struggling to get air. The strange creature somehow kept itself out of sight in the shadows of the dark lab with only its pair of glowing amber eyes giving away its position as it studied Will from afar.

And now that someone was in here? It only got worse. Knowing that whoever was in here watching him go and lose his mind was enough for him to mentally snap, a low growl escaping from him as he arched his back and the changes progressed even more violently.

The beast let out a deep raspy growl as it looked down at William seemingly sizing him up. Was it challenging him?

The other monster let out yet another growl confirming William's suspicion of a challenge. The monster wanted to test his strength against Will.

That one catlike eye that remained just stared at the figure, bloodshot and blackened as the iris soon became red while the white soon faded into black, defining those red cracks of veins over its damn eye. Another sign that the viral consciousness was definitely in control.

"H ah... h ow p at h e t ic..."

“Tell me, why didn’t you completely destroy your host’s consciousness? Yes you pull the strings and call the shots with no problem but why didn’t you just completely get rid of Dr. Birkin since it would be of benefit to you? I’m genuinely curious...” He asked with his eyes locked on the eyes of the monster. Kevin’s eyes showed no fear nor anger as he gazed into the eyes of death itself.

The creature grunted, coughing up more blood before glaring at the clot it spat out. Oh. Well, that was... out. Could've been a bit more painful, but then again, y'know - the change was already violent as is.

"... because even if I did, then I wouldn't blend in well. He's perfect for that kind of shit - I'm not. I do things out of impulse, he doesn't. He was normal, I'm not. You understand? He did what he was dead set on. He made the perfect killer, if that makes sense. Least that's what I'd like to think when forced in a situation like this."

... how long had the damn thing been out? The cold tiles under the beast's mutilated skin felt like a dull sense of pinpricks, each breath just lighting its lungs on fire as it moved. Joints cracked upon the movement before the beast wheezed.

Well... here it was. The first malformation of G. The poor thing was looking around blindly, just sniffing the air for a second before meandering towards wherever Seff was nearby. Least it knew to trust him despite a dull sense of dread in its gut feeling.

The fanged mouth pried itself open a bit, a confused groan escaping from the beast.