[IC]

[oztensibly]

[ subconscious adventures in my head! w00t ]

Jaaaaaaaaaaack. Jaaaaaaaaaaaack.

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I think having to kill someone would have already done that, Oz.

[oztensibly.livejournal.com]

Then don't thank him over it!

[precedent-hero.livejournal.com]

...

I can't do that.

[oztensibly.livejournal.com]

Why not?

[precedent-hero.livejournal.com]

Because I need to say it, and he needs to hear it.

[oztensibly.livejournal.com]

I don't understand.

[precedent-hero.livejournal.com]

I'm not sure I can explain it.

[oztensibly.livejournal.com]

...

Did you like it when they thanked you for killing Glen?

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[oztensibly.livejournal.com]

It's the same, isn't it?

[precedent-hero.livejournal.com]

[darkness swirls in as he takes a step away from Oz, and he disappears once more]

[oztensibly.livejournal.com]

Stop running away!

[precedent-hero.livejournal.com]

[a drop of water and the floor ripples as Oz's voice echoes in the dark]

[oztensibly.livejournal.com]

Don't think I won't find you!

[stomping off into the dark]

[precedent-hero.livejournal.com]

[so much dark -- so much emptiness and dark]

[oztensibly.livejournal.com]

It says something when my mind is this depressing...

[still walking into the dark confidently]

[precedent-hero.livejournal.com]

[your determination vs Jack's round... whatever this is]

[oztensibly.livejournal.com]

Okay, that's enough.

[and the darkness clears up]

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[you find yourself in a hallway -- there's light coming from beneath a doorway halfway down]

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[walking through the hallway, muttering]

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[as you approach, you'll begin to hear the soft sound of Lacie tinkling through the air]

[oztensibly.livejournal.com]

Jack?

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[the sound is definitely coming from the lit doorway, and the door is cracked open slightly]

[oztensibly.livejournal.com]

[pulling the door open]

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[it's a bed chamber, brightly lit against the darkness. a fire roars in the fireplace. there's a desk with papers and books strewn across it, and in the bed, a disheveled Jack sits with the comforter pulled tightly around him]