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@@@@@I backed away, my hand outstretched, searching for a wallWhen I found a rough ridge of stone?sharp-edged beneath my fingers?I turned into the depression behind the protrusion and curled myself into a tight ball on the ground there It wasn't what we thoughtDoc wasn't hurting anyone on purpose; he was just trying to save ? GET OUT OF MY HEAD!I shrieked As I thrust her away from me?gagged her so that I wouldn't have to bear her justifications?I realized how weak she'd grown in all these months of friendlinessHow much I'd been allowing It was almost too easy to silence herAs easy as it should have been from the beginningJust me, and the pain and the horror that I would never escapeI would nevernot have that image in my head againI would never be free of itIt was forever a part of me I didn't know how to mourn hereI could not mourn in human ways for these lost souls whose names I would never knowFor the broken child on the table I had never had to mourn on the OriginI didn't know how it was done there, in the truest home of my kindSo I settled for the way of the BatsIt seemed appropriate, here where it was as black as being blindThe Bats mourned with silence?not singing for weeks on end until the pain of the nothingness left behind by the lack of music was worse than the pain of losing a soulI'd known loss thereA friend, killed in a freak accident, a falling tree in the night, found too late to save him from the crushed body of his hostSpiraling? Upward? Harmony; those were the words that would have held his name in this languageNot exact, but close enough There had been no horror in his death, only grie