“What did you do to them?”
Oh, right, the darts may very well not just put people to sleep.
“Paralyzed them, obviously. Living flesh is so much easier to work with.”
Hmm.
I wonder if that has anything to do with the Manton effect, if that’s even a thing.
Paralyzed. I glanced at my teammates. Why couldn’t I have finished their costumes? Stupid. I’d spread myself too thin. I should have finished one costume, then moved on to the next. Maybe then I would have saved someone.
I suppose that does make sense, but there’s no way you’d be able to predict this. Don’t beat yourself up too much about it. You’re doing that with too many things already.
“Oh, and I dosed them with a little something extra. Because Jack said there’s no point in doing anything halfway.” She gave me a sage nod, as if sharing some universal truism.
Right. Now what the hell kind of something extra did she add…
“You’re going to give them an antidote to whatever you injected into them, then you’re going to go to Brian and you’re going to fix him.”
“Oh… do I have to?”
“Yes.”
“Alright, fiiine.”
Incidentally, Bonesaw might not understand who Skitter is referring to as “Brian”.
“Brian? Oh! You mean the boy we put in the freezer!
Well, I suppose there weren’t too many options.
I’m still trying to figure out where his power comes from. The darkness comes from inside him, but what’s the source?
The edgy, dramatic answer would be his heart, I suppose.
Besides the usual, I mean. So I took everything apart to see, but he wasn’t cooperating. I told him I’d make the pain stop forever if he would just show me, but he was so stubborn!” She stamped one foot.
This explains a lot about the state he’s in.
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