(zack's sudden appearance doesn't move the great, alien shape. in fact, it doesn't seem to register at all, only raising its elongated arm when jonas does. like a reflection in a mirror, it mimics him, but the white stare never abates.)
I'mβit'sβI'mβ (jonas tries to speak and it imitates that, too, but the voice, coming from the dense shadow where its mouth is meant to be, sounds like it's borne through radio static: "i'mβit'sβi'mβ"
panic has a tight hold on him, unable to even gasp his alarm as he looks from zack to the mirror just broken. another mass as tall and malformed as the first ducks through the hole between aisles, replaying zack's shout: "hey! can you hear me!?" they're multiplying, a third shape down the end of the hall turning in the dark toward them.
forget being frozen to the floor. jonas is scrabbling up, almost tripping over himself in his haste to join zack with grasping hands.)
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I'mβit'sβI'mβ (jonas tries to speak and it imitates that, too, but the voice, coming from the dense shadow where its mouth is meant to be, sounds like it's borne through radio static: "i'mβit'sβi'mβ"
panic has a tight hold on him, unable to even gasp his alarm as he looks from zack to the mirror just broken. another mass as tall and malformed as the first ducks through the hole between aisles, replaying zack's shout: "hey! can you hear me!?" they're multiplying, a third shape down the end of the hall turning in the dark toward them.
forget being frozen to the floor. jonas is scrabbling up, almost tripping over himself in his haste to join zack with grasping hands.)
What do we do? What do we do?