[As your fingers touch the blood, the vision overcomes you.
The vision is longer than the others put together. It feels like weeks, maybe months, even if it only lasts about a couple of minutes. The area is a place every student knows well by now: the containment room.
The air is choked with anger and hunger. Various monsters--the lunch lady, the clown, a large woman in a rabbit mask, a man with a bloodied knife--are mingling in the containers around the one the vision is centered on. A hunger deeper than even the hunger you must have felt during the starvation motive settles in on the scene. With it a burning rage.
Yet the scene continues. The monsters around slam their containers, yell for food, growl that there's no children around... a thought begins to form. A real thought, this time, not just a vague feeling. There's no particular voice to these thoughts.
Why did they have to wait? Did people think they were that childish? They're just as much of an adult as these other monsters? Growing up... growing up was the only solution, wasn't it?
A faint glow of purple in the shimmer of the glass of the container is the last thing in the vision before you regain yourself.]
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The vision is longer than the others put together. It feels like weeks, maybe months, even if it only lasts about a couple of minutes. The area is a place every student knows well by now: the containment room.
The air is choked with anger and hunger. Various monsters--the lunch lady, the clown, a large woman in a rabbit mask, a man with a bloodied knife--are mingling in the containers around the one the vision is centered on. A hunger deeper than even the hunger you must have felt during the starvation motive settles in on the scene. With it a burning rage.
Yet the scene continues. The monsters around slam their containers, yell for food, growl that there's no children around... a thought begins to form. A real thought, this time, not just a vague feeling. There's no particular voice to these thoughts.
Why did they have to wait? Did people think they were that childish? They're just as much of an adult as these other monsters? Growing up... growing up was the only solution, wasn't it?
A faint glow of purple in the shimmer of the glass of the container is the last thing in the vision before you regain yourself.]