[log] Event: Howl [open]

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Characters: everyone
Location: The sort of location M.C. Escher wishes he'd thought up.
Date: nights 211 & 212
Summary: I hunt for you with bloody feet across the hallow'd ground
Warnings: potential for violence, death, and psychological horror; please note in subject lines if any specific warnings come up!

like some child possessed, the beast howls in my veins
I want to find you tear out all your tenderness

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[heroproceeding]

[ At first, he's not sure if Al will even do it. But even that thought's buried easily by the others starting to swarm his mind. It's enough that it's hard to say whether he heard Al or not when he apologizes. He's already starting to thrash again, his hands trying to reach and grab and pull at those arms. But he just doesn't have the reach.

Doesn't matter in seconds anyway because next thing he knows, Al's squeezes him like a python and Zack's just struggling to gather enough breath as he tries and fails to push out from the shoulders. His breaths come in frantic puffs against Al's metal frame now, growing shorter by the second and his mind starts to go fuzzy.

He's out before he knows it, body limp in Al's arms. ]