Snippet #2714784

Victor's eyes flashed alight again, there was something strange to them. A bright distortion directly in the middle of the red burning dots. It took Victor just a small moment to organize himself, he knew he had fallen unconscious, he could barely make out Alexei's figure bent over him, it was more of just a blurry haze over his vision. Something felt very wrong.

And it only felt more wrong as the more he came to it, the stronger this wierd sensation felt until it overflowed. "No time to rest huh!? If you won't stop him, we will!" For just a fraction of time the tiny little bugs, scratching their way through the inside of his head broke through. His eyes shone brilliantly. "Victor Garthside, a bloody graveyard" Victor's body suddenly janked up in a sitting position. Those who had heard his voice could definitely notice the difference, there was no crudeness to it. Only a thick monotone and honestly, "beastlike" tone to it.

"I promise, you do not want to see the little secrets we keep!" It was like he was whispering, yet his words could clearly be heard by everyone present. In the same motion he swung both his arms up, attempting to strangle Alexei. Victor himself had yet to properly regain consciousness, yet he desperately tried to, he knew how catastrophic it could be if he didn't.