[ Terry doesn't even notice the change in setting; he's so far gone at this point that they could throw him back in the ocean and he'd drown without realizing it. All he knows is that he's terribly alone. Wasn't his Captain here with him, just a moment ago? How ever will he get home on his own?
Crouched on all fours, he's not quite as intimidating as he is standing tall, but there's a look in his eyes like a starving animal.
He wants his Captain back, but he'll take anybody. It's pure coincidence that he calls out the right name: ]
John? [ He shuffles closer, his voice raspy and low. ] John, is that you?
[ And he keeps coming closer, green blood spilling out of his mouth as the scent of roses fills the air. ]
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Crouched on all fours, he's not quite as intimidating as he is standing tall, but there's a look in his eyes like a starving animal.
He wants his Captain back, but he'll take anybody. It's pure coincidence that he calls out the right name: ]
John? [ He shuffles closer, his voice raspy and low. ] John, is that you?
[ And he keeps coming closer, green blood spilling out of his mouth as the scent of roses fills the air. ]