[She knows that voice. She knows she does. She doesn't know who he's summoning to come see her and for all she knows this is some elaborate trick of Vecna's, but -- she manages to open her eyes. But she can't see a thing anyway. A soft, protesting noise escapes her and her fingers clutch a little harder on the ones that are curled around hers, her heart beating faster in her chest now. Why couldn't she see anything?]
Mike? [Her voice is barely audible, raspy from disuse.] I can't -- I can't see.
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Date: 2025-04-28 05:34 pm (UTC)From:Mike? [Her voice is barely audible, raspy from disuse.] I can't -- I can't see.