[No...no, no no no, Allison was afraid of this. She can't let Scott come out here when she's here, her and the others...when none of this is real but God it's happening, and she can see the light of the flare illuminating his features, glittering over the streaks of tears and sweat and gasoline mingling on his face...
She'd rather die. She'd rather die.]
Scott, if you come out here, I will kill you.
[Her voice is thin with panic, but she's no longer whispering. Yes, the faces in the mirrors are coming for her...yes, they want to kill her, but she'll let them if she can protect Scott. Just saying it, she tastes bile on the back of her tongue, but with tears in her eyes, a mixture of self-loathing and that visceral terror, she looks right into the communicator and she says it.
And she forces herself to mean it. To protect him from worse than death: to protect him from the faces she keeps forgetting aren't real. To protect him from the madness...to snuff out the flare she can still see lighting his features taut with inner pain.
This is her role: to do the unspeakable so her pack doesn't suffer. Because this...it's monstrous, but it's the only way she can think of to keep him away.]
People on this ship come back from the dead, right? Well, if you come out here, I will kill you. You'll come back, but...I will have killed you, Scott. I will have killed you, and no one will forgive me, and...and I won't be part of the pack anymore. So shut up and stay put, do you hear me?
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She'd rather die. She'd rather die.]
Scott, if you come out here, I will kill you.
[Her voice is thin with panic, but she's no longer whispering. Yes, the faces in the mirrors are coming for her...yes, they want to kill her, but she'll let them if she can protect Scott. Just saying it, she tastes bile on the back of her tongue, but with tears in her eyes, a mixture of self-loathing and that visceral terror, she looks right into the communicator and she says it.
And she forces herself to mean it. To protect him from worse than death: to protect him from the faces she keeps forgetting aren't real. To protect him from the madness...to snuff out the flare she can still see lighting his features taut with inner pain.
This is her role: to do the unspeakable so her pack doesn't suffer. Because this...it's monstrous, but it's the only way she can think of to keep him away.]
People on this ship come back from the dead, right? Well, if you come out here, I will kill you. You'll come back, but...I will have killed you, Scott. I will have killed you, and no one will forgive me, and...and I won't be part of the pack anymore. So shut up and stay put, do you hear me?