Jack sat with his knees pulled up to his chest. He repeated in his mind that nothing here was real, nothing was going to affect him. It couldn't. It wouldn't.
He tried to zone out to it all, but it was hard. Some of his worst memories, worst fears, all presented right in front of his eyes.
But Jack was strong, and he'd rather it be him that went through this than inflict the Master on the rest of the world. If it took this to stop him. He would.
"You're not winning," he gritted through teeth after a while. A tired voice. Asleep but getting no rest.
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Date: 2009-11-26 07:27 am (UTC)He tried to zone out to it all, but it was hard. Some of his worst memories, worst fears, all presented right in front of his eyes.
But Jack was strong, and he'd rather it be him that went through this than inflict the Master on the rest of the world. If it took this to stop him. He would.
"You're not winning," he gritted through teeth after a while. A tired voice. Asleep but getting no rest.