It's only Leo's complete loss of control over his tongue that saves him, keeps the words from coming out in a desperate scream. They didn't save him. They couldn't have saved him.
(Or they could, and they-)
He shoves that treacherous thought away. Tries to yank himself back to the here and now, Donnie staring at him, the thin mattress of the bunk under his legs.
"No... I don't... remember any of that," he stutters out, his voice still hoarse. "I-" died "...I blacked out and I woke up here."
He doesn't think Donnie would really lie to him about this. Donnie's a horrible liar, anyway. But then why... why... why...
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It's only Leo's complete loss of control over his tongue that saves him, keeps the words from coming out in a desperate scream. They didn't save him. They couldn't have saved him.
(Or they could, and they-)
He shoves that treacherous thought away. Tries to yank himself back to the here and now, Donnie staring at him, the thin mattress of the bunk under his legs.
"No... I don't... remember any of that," he stutters out, his voice still hoarse. "I-" died "...I blacked out and I woke up here."
He doesn't think Donnie would really lie to him about this. Donnie's a horrible liar, anyway. But then why... why... why...
Why doesn't he get to remember it?