[the way his memories play out now instead to a familiar voice brings forth images that aren't quite β images. they're traced the way matt sees the world, and for a moment wanda can just stare as the words add to the context of the scene.
stickβnot what, but who.
matt breaks the screen with a fist before she can try and stop him, but the taunting doesn't stop.
she reaches for him now, actually, reaching for his hand and pulling it away from inside the tv screen. his knuckles are bruised and bloody from the glass, and this feels like the horizon, but it also doesn't feel like it.]
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stickβnot what, but who.
matt breaks the screen with a fist before she can try and stop him, but the taunting doesn't stop.
she reaches for him now, actually, reaching for his hand and pulling it away from inside the tv screen. his knuckles are bruised and bloody from the glass, and this feels like the horizon, but it also doesn't feel like it.]
Don't listen to him.