[ Despite having a say for the first time, Alex is very much along for the ride in this. It's the least amount of control he feels, and at some point -- maybe it's when he's not himself, or when he turns back, when his stomach flips and turns and he feels like he's going to be sick from disorientation -- he wonders in horror if he'll ever have control again.
A skipping record, he stammers, backs away as he can, shaking his head. Stop. Stop. Stop. As if saying it will make it so. He wonders, where's Maya, for this is- this has to be it, her little pocket of hell in this place, in Wonderland, the name stings his mind to remember.
If he remembers it, he can fight it. Right? ]
Stop!
[ He flings his arm and it shoots an Eldritch Blast. Not at the flames. But right in front of it. Don't come any closer, he says. ]
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A skipping record, he stammers, backs away as he can, shaking his head. Stop. Stop. Stop. As if saying it will make it so. He wonders, where's Maya, for this is- this has to be it, her little pocket of hell in this place, in Wonderland, the name stings his mind to remember.
If he remembers it, he can fight it. Right? ]
Stop!
[ He flings his arm and it shoots an Eldritch Blast. Not at the flames. But right in front of it. Don't come any closer, he says. ]