[ It doesn't take Jonas very long to realize he's having a breakdown. He's not so far gone that his hallucinations can't be interrupted by the intrusion of another person. He forces himself to stop screaming, even if he can't stop shaking, and swings a wide-eyed look to the guy who's brandishing a cardboard tube. ]
Sorry, I...
[ This would normally be the part where the hallucination dissipates, but he's still covered in ink. Or whatever it is. He presses his palm to his face like he's trying to stop a nosebleed. Useless. The stuff is everywhere, and this guy... can see it? ]
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Sorry, I...
[ This would normally be the part where the hallucination dissipates, but he's still covered in ink. Or whatever it is. He presses his palm to his face like he's trying to stop a nosebleed. Useless. The stuff is everywhere, and this guy... can see it? ]
Is this happening? Is this really happening?