[The only advantage a child has over an adult is the element of surprise, something that unfortunately did not carry them through to completion. More viscous black seeps out from the cut, sluggish and disappointing. Laugh it off. Attempting to dismiss it as something removed from reality - ]
[Does not help them in the slightest when the sensation of fingers in their hair and the wrenching pull that wheels them into the wall is so familiar. Spools their heart up into their throat, soaking red into their thoughts. Human. Not human. Not.]
[Be good.]
[The child goes limp, allowing their body to ragdoll up against the surface with the mental shriek of bruising skin, flesh against wall.]
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[Does not help them in the slightest when the sensation of fingers in their hair and the wrenching pull that wheels them into the wall is so familiar. Spools their heart up into their throat, soaking red into their thoughts. Human. Not human. Not.]
[Be good.]
[The child goes limp, allowing their body to ragdoll up against the surface with the mental shriek of bruising skin, flesh against wall.]