John almost laughs at that. He feels like he's losing his mind -- this feels so clearly real and unreal at the same time. ]
Oh, you know. The past.
[ Literally, figuratively, metaphorically? All of the above? John tries to swallow down another anxious wave of nausea, trying to decide where he should go from here. It feels as if everything is waiting for him to do something, which makes a sick sort of sense really. There's no escaping it.
There's another faint sign of movement and John turns quickly, gun lifted as he tries to keep himself in front of Prior, then he lowers it a little and blinks in surprise. This man has a different uniform, a dirty green sort of colour -- military but more old fashioned. His face is heavily lined, and his smile somehow unpleasant.
Well? The man says, are you going to shoot him or not? ]
Kolya.
[ John's voice is a low, angry hiss. ]
You stay out of this. You're dead. All of you are dead so just get out of my head --
[ Only -- Prior isn't. John turns uneasily toward him, squints unhappily. ]
no subject
John almost laughs at that. He feels like he's losing his mind -- this feels so clearly real and unreal at the same time. ]
Oh, you know. The past.
[ Literally, figuratively, metaphorically? All of the above? John tries to swallow down another anxious wave of nausea, trying to decide where he should go from here. It feels as if everything is waiting for him to do something, which makes a sick sort of sense really. There's no escaping it.
There's another faint sign of movement and John turns quickly, gun lifted as he tries to keep himself in front of Prior, then he lowers it a little and blinks in surprise. This man has a different uniform, a dirty green sort of colour -- military but more old fashioned. His face is heavily lined, and his smile somehow unpleasant.
Well? The man says, are you going to shoot him or not? ]
Kolya.
[ John's voice is a low, angry hiss. ]
You stay out of this. You're dead. All of you are dead so just get out of my head --
[ Only -- Prior isn't. John turns uneasily toward him, squints unhappily. ]
Why are you here?
[ It doesn't fit the theme. ]