[ The voice sounds angrier now. Sebastian will feel his entire body freeze. Suddenly, he cannot move, and an ethereal figure with no distinct facial features will approach him. No clothing can be made out on the figure, but its build seems to indicate it is rather lithe. The figure is a silvery, shadowy mass with long flowing hair, height alternating between tall and short. It puts a silver hand on his cheek, and where there was skin, it begins to dissolve as if touched by acid, revealing muscle and sinew underneath.
It's incredibly painful. ]
I'm God. And you... all of you... are just little lost sleepers missing things in your lives. Boring, pointless lives.
[ The figure giggles. ]
... Where is she? Where is the one with the ticking heart? I want to talk to her.
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It's incredibly painful. ]
I'm God. And you... all of you... are just little lost sleepers missing things in your lives. Boring, pointless lives.
[ The figure giggles. ]
... Where is she? Where is the one with the ticking heart? I want to talk to her.