~Crais

Buried Memories (microfic for Terra Firma)

Memories, torn from his mind. Twisted.

A memory not his own. How did it get there?

The fetid breath of the hybrid breathing in his face. Had he never heard of dentics?

For a moment that thought kept him sane.

Then he relived Teeq’s death.

His hand on her throat. Regret.

The only person who had understood him, and he had killed her.

And the frelling hybrid made him remember.

To get out of this chair and show him how the grip felt…

Laughter threatened to bubble to the surface.

Then the chair tore at his memories again and he screamed.