It's warm. So it can't be Carmilla. But it's still Carmilla, still her awful face, still her awful hands wringing his neck, and so Alucard's free hand grabs onto whatever he can and tries to fling it away. It's fast and furious and he's so scared and so worried and wanting to be free.]
No. No you don't get to be here for eternity, you're just...you're dead. More than dead. I...
[He snarls and shoves forward, as if attacking Carmilla will chase her away instead.]
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It's warm. So it can't be Carmilla. But it's still Carmilla, still her awful face, still her awful hands wringing his neck, and so Alucard's free hand grabs onto whatever he can and tries to fling it away. It's fast and furious and he's so scared and so worried and wanting to be free.]
No. No you don't get to be here for eternity, you're just...you're dead. More than dead. I...
[He snarls and shoves forward, as if attacking Carmilla will chase her away instead.]