[ Royce doesn't stop - he doesn't even know if this is going to help, but maybe, just maybe, if he tears the cloak off he won't turn into the anomaly this place is trying to make him. It's a reasonably quick process because he doesn't stop, he just rips it from his skin with a series of agonized noises, completely ignoring Alfie's command.
And when it's off, he throws it away from him, collapsing in a heap. The cloak looks fine - it looks normal. But Royce is bleeding, his shadowy, transluscent figure dripping static blood on the floor. He looks like what the silhouette of a human man should look like, if he were made of too-long limbs, had no hair and a too-wide mouth, legs bent backwards like a four-legged animal. It's a mess to look at, but he's alive. ]
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And when it's off, he throws it away from him, collapsing in a heap. The cloak looks fine - it looks normal. But Royce is bleeding, his shadowy, transluscent figure dripping static blood on the floor. He looks like what the silhouette of a human man should look like, if he were made of too-long limbs, had no hair and a too-wide mouth, legs bent backwards like a four-legged animal. It's a mess to look at, but he's alive. ]