cover me

see.

it’s so dark here.

i can’t feel my hands.

where am i?

where was i?

i can’t...

i can’t see.

i can’t hear.

i can’t touch.

i can’t...

remember.

i’m so cold.

i feel like i’ve lost something.

but i can’t remember.

i can’t...

i can’t see.

be brave.

we all have a part to play.

be brave.

a voice whispers to me. i know what i have to do, but i’m afraid. even in my bravery, i’m afraid.

those dark eyes, those black fingers - they have haunted my nightmares. we never really left. they have held us in the grip of fear this whole time. we’ve been smeared this whole time.

be brave.

my hands are shaking. i can feel it coming for me.

be brave.

the darkness is invading my mind, numbing me, filling me.

be brave.

i’m slipping away.

be brave.

be brave.

east is up

cover me.

sometimes I feel like I’m still in the city. it’s like, if I closed my eyes just right and waited long enough, I’d be back behind the walls when I open them.

the trees are trying to speak. there is something among them. something watching us.

I don’t think I want to be here anymore.

there is something wrong with Clancy, and I don’t know how to help him.

I’m supposed to be his partner, but I can’t ease his mind... I can’t find him in the fog he has receded into.

my jumpsuit is on steady.

my jumpsuit  is  on  steady.

my ju mpsu it   is    on  ste  ady.

my...

cover me.

east is up.

I’m running. My lungs burn. My legs beg for rest.

I’m running, running, running.

The trees surround me. Closing in all around.

They were once so comforting. They were home.

Now they suffocate me. I’m lost in the green and I don’t know what to do.

My bare feet are bleeding from the rocks. I don’t care.

I keep going. Pushing harder.

Faster. I must go faster.

I must outrun the blackness that is coming for me.

I don’t see it until I can’t turn back.

I don’t see it until I can’t stop.

I run off the edge of the cliff.

Falling feels like flying.

My legs are grateful.

My lungs catch their breath.

I’m lost.

east is up

The man in the Trench continues to weigh on my mind. He presents the very thing I fear. Being alone, being smeared.

He has stirred up something within my partner as well. I’ve never seen him so bothered before.

There is more to come. I can feel the change coming through the trees. They whisper of long past things and my heart grows restless.

stay alive

east is up