...I'm sorry. I wasn't feeling well this morning. I hope I...
[She turns to take a glance, to dare and see what kind of expression he has on his face--
And her eyes instantly widen. It's a completely different flavor of fear that clenches down, one that she can't fight. Why should she? His face.... what happened to his face?
She's instantly on her feet, backing away from him carefully until her legs hit the pew in the row adjacent, her eyes never leaving him.]
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...I'm sorry. I wasn't feeling well this morning. I hope I...
[She turns to take a glance, to dare and see what kind of expression he has on his face--
And her eyes instantly widen. It's a completely different flavor of fear that clenches down, one that she can't fight. Why should she? His face.... what happened to his face?
She's instantly on her feet, backing away from him carefully until her legs hit the pew in the row adjacent, her eyes never leaving him.]
W.... W-what do you want??