[it takes a while for his eyes to adjust to the darkness, but in that time, he contemplates whether or not he'd really seen anything, or if it'd just been his mind playing tricks on him. if he'd just made it up or dreamt it.]
[roxas slowly paces the length of the small room, letting his fingers run along the cool edge of a long metal sink each time he passes by.]
Maybe I'm just losing my mind. Hallucinations. ... Right?
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[roxas slowly paces the length of the small room, letting his fingers run along the cool edge of a long metal sink each time he passes by.]
Maybe I'm just losing my mind. Hallucinations. ... Right?