"Alastair'd be there, too, end of every day, just like clockwork. Could've set my watch by him, if I had one. You wanna know why he showed up?"
He'd wait for some audience participation, but every time Sam talks -- it only makes this harder.
"Because he could make it all stop. All of it. I'd get down off the rack and it'd be like all of it never happened. Only thing I'd have to do is start strapping bodies -- strapping souls -- in and start going to work. Them instead of me. An even trade."
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Date: 2011-12-10 04:57 am (UTC)He's too busy trying to keep breathing.
"You'd think that'd be bad enough, but it -- "
It gets worse.
"Alastair'd be there, too, end of every day, just like clockwork. Could've set my watch by him, if I had one. You wanna know why he showed up?"
He'd wait for some audience participation, but every time Sam talks -- it only makes this harder.
"Because he could make it all stop. All of it. I'd get down off the rack and it'd be like all of it never happened. Only thing I'd have to do is start strapping bodies -- strapping souls -- in and start going to work. Them instead of me. An even trade."
He clenches his teeth, swallowing hard.
His eyes are dry. Yeah, that's it exactly.
Dry.
"Every goddamn day."