[He shivers, frozen in place, and he's suddenly aware of all of his nerves - a connecting system of lightning and flesh. It's... odd, and then the figure is moving again, but he should move but he can't and -]
[And then his arm slices open, and he screams, trying to use his coat to staunch the blood flow. It's agony, and as much as things had hurt before this is so much worse. He falls to the ground, trembling, trying not to throw up. It hurts and it's nearly blinding and there's tears in his eyes and he can't do much more than growl in an attempt to stop screaming.]
[It's hard, so hard, and he can see the red staining his coat. He reaches underneath to check on it but the instant he touches near the wound it's agony and he draws it back, shaking and staring at the blood on his hand.]
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[And then his arm slices open, and he screams, trying to use his coat to staunch the blood flow. It's agony, and as much as things had hurt before this is so much worse. He falls to the ground, trembling, trying not to throw up. It hurts and it's nearly blinding and there's tears in his eyes and he can't do much more than growl in an attempt to stop screaming.]
[It's hard, so hard, and he can see the red staining his coat. He reaches underneath to check on it but the instant he touches near the wound it's agony and he draws it back, shaking and staring at the blood on his hand.]