[ The sudden shifts are a rush to the head, like when standing too quickly, everything shifting abruptly and leaving the world spinning. The water ebbing in and out, crashing against them like on rocks along a shoreline, and then pulling back and leaving behind strange shapes in the sand.
He'd drowned, and yet he's here. So he'd been saved, the way she'd died and yet still stands. Turning her gaze from the lab that is all too familiar, she looks to him. ]
There's nothing wrong. We're dreaming. [ It's the only explanation that makes sense, and the realization of it clicks into place with perfect clarity. These dreams are different from the ones she's had before, but they still feel the same. Cloying, desperate, terror lurking at the edges. ]
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He'd drowned, and yet he's here. So he'd been saved, the way she'd died and yet still stands. Turning her gaze from the lab that is all too familiar, she looks to him. ]
There's nothing wrong. We're dreaming. [ It's the only explanation that makes sense, and the realization of it clicks into place with perfect clarity. These dreams are different from the ones she's had before, but they still feel the same. Cloying, desperate, terror lurking at the edges. ]