She made small-talk as best she could but the warped mockeries of her friends gave no response. The doctors said that reintroducing them to such normalities might spark their former selves and allow them to fight back against the unknown entity that was possessing them.
It made as much sense as everything else they tried.
There was only so much she could say to them though, only so much gossip she was allowed to pass on without going over the contact threshold and putting herself at risk of joining them. Some days she wondered if that would be such a bad thing though.
They seemed much more peaceful now.
Sure they were twitching, writhing monstrosities who wore the skins of her friends like a last minute Halloween suit and sure they were abominations before the eyes of God but they smiled at her every time she came to visit them.
When was the last time anyone had looked so happy to see her?
Nightmarishly unending rows of teeth aside, they were the same smiles her friends had given her on her wedding day, the same smiles they shared on their prom night, the same smiles now worn by things who refused to give their names and snarled with eight voices when pressed for answers.
Still she visited them - they were friends after all.
It made as much sense as everything else they tried.
There was only so much she could say to them though, only so much gossip she was allowed to pass on without going over the contact threshold and putting herself at risk of joining them. Some days she wondered if that would be such a bad thing though.
They seemed much more peaceful now.
Sure they were twitching, writhing monstrosities who wore the skins of her friends like a last minute Halloween suit and sure they were abominations before the eyes of God but they smiled at her every time she came to visit them.
When was the last time anyone had looked so happy to see her?
Nightmarishly unending rows of teeth aside, they were the same smiles her friends had given her on her wedding day, the same smiles they shared on their prom night, the same smiles now worn by things who refused to give their names and snarled with eight voices when pressed for answers.
Still she visited them - they were friends after all.
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