It's as if Damian is in another time and place. He can vaguely see Anita's lips moving, but if there's any sound from them, he can't hear it. All he can react to is the feeling of being restrained, and that makes the panic all the more acute.
Even in the dimness of the living room, he shrieks and struggles. The moment they release his arms he's back to beating at his skin. The flames will start any moment; he's sure of that. So sure that he has no room for any other thought, no room for any emotion other than terror.
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Date: 2009-10-02 08:00 pm (UTC)Even in the dimness of the living room, he shrieks and struggles. The moment they release his arms he's back to beating at his skin. The flames will start any moment; he's sure of that. So sure that he has no room for any other thought, no room for any emotion other than terror.