[Kaine gasps involuntarily as the memory invades his brain. Even of the details aren't entirely clear, he can still feel Miguel's fear, his exhaustion, desperation, loathing, shock. Blood on his hands, the need to get away, GET AWAY!
One feeling bleeds into another - the escape of a monster - creating a feedback loop of Kaine's most vivid early memory. Running for his life as he's fired upon, the walls reverberating with a voice that sounds like claws on a chalkboard, laughing, calling him a failure.
It's written in his code, he was made wrong - and now he's going to die. Because there's no place on earth for him, no future beyond joining a pile of corpses. He doesn't know life beyond this. He's not even a man but God, please, he wants to live--!
It's too much. He tears himself out of the past with a scream, pushing them both out with the equivalent of a psychic scream.
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One feeling bleeds into another - the escape of a monster - creating a feedback loop of Kaine's most vivid early memory. Running for his life as he's fired upon, the walls reverberating with a voice that sounds like claws on a chalkboard, laughing, calling him a failure.
It's written in his code, he was made wrong - and now he's going to die. Because there's no place on earth for him, no future beyond joining a pile of corpses. He doesn't know life beyond this. He's not even a man but God, please, he wants to live--!
It's too much. He tears himself out of the past with a scream, pushing them both out with the equivalent of a psychic scream.
GET OUT!]