[ her eyes go impossibly wide as jackson's-- no the creature's claws dig deep into the tree, it makes her feel queasy to think how easily those same claws could tear through flesh and sever muscle from bone. even though everything she knows is telling her to run and not look back, she stays. even taking a traitorous step forward towards what was still (partly) jackson. ]
Please-- [ desperate. ] you have to fight it, you can, can't you?
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Please-- [ desperate. ] you have to fight it, you can, can't you?
I can't do this by myself.