OOC: Draou, it's a manipulation of the senses, fooling the BRAIN with chemicals. It's an illusion. Magic. Scientifically explained magic.
Ashley could hear it. Riley and Dante was conversing, negotiating about a retreat from both sides and Dante taking off. Ashley could see it. Richard and was lying dead on the ground, killed off by his clones nearby. Elma was next to him. Alex... was in a smokescreen, his sprinting footsteps marking his location, and... and...
"AND YOU'LL E A T THEM ALL?" She flinched. She began to crouch and crawled into a fetus position, concealing herself in a balcony of a random apartment.
"Why... Why now..." She could hardly pronounce her words clearly.
"JUST LET IT GO, AND EAT THEM ALL. JUST LIKE YOU DID WITH YOUR-"
"It... It wasn't intentional..." She tried to reason it, but trauma was anything but reasonable.
"YOU SAVORED THE TASTE. YOU ATE THEM WITH A SMILE. YOU LOVE IT, THE SOFT, CHEWY SENSATION OF FLESH. YOU ARE NOTHING BUT A C A N N I B A L ."
The voice, the self-hatred, they wouldn't stop. Why here? Why now? Why wouldn't happen somewhere else? Why-
"BECAUSE I AM YOUR CONSCIENCE. A MONSTER WITH A CONSCIENCE IS NOTHING BUT A F R E A K ."
She tried to dismantle the twisted logic of her own, but... it was right. She was right. She was nothing but a freak. Not completely a human, yet, not completely a monster.
"WANNA E N D IT ALL?" The insidious whisper of her dark desire was lulling her into a trap. A sweet, embracing trap like her past cradle.
"Eat... them all..." She answered, with gasped breath.
"I KNEW YOU H A D IT IN YOU."
"I don't... hurt..."
"SAYS THE HURTER OF COUNTLESS! FROM GOONS TO ANIMALS, YOU'D EAT THEM ALL! EVEN YOUR OWN FLESH AND BLOOD!"
She could not refute. All she could muster strength for, was holding onto her knees tightly, as though releasing her arms would make her fall apart like a broken doll. Her eyes were burning with tears, her ears buzzing with incoherent noise.
"Why me..."