[ Odile knows blind panic when she sees it, and it's hard to watch. For one thing, the mood is a little infectious. Her own heart is racing as she watches him try to escape this odd, cramped space. She wishes she could reach out and simply shake him awake.
When she sees blood start to spill from the corners of his mouth she finds herself already moving. ]
Stanley.
[ She tries to take him by the shoulders and hold him still. He's only hurting himself, flailing around like this. ]
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When she sees blood start to spill from the corners of his mouth she finds herself already moving. ]
Stanley.
[ She tries to take him by the shoulders and hold him still. He's only hurting himself, flailing around like this. ]