#SOMETIMES YOUR WORDS JUST HYPNOTIZE ME PLUS#

His face was still slightly crusted with blood, the injuries that the ruler had inflicted still very visible. He slowly filled the cup, and walked back towards the living room, taking a second to pause as he passed by a mirrored cupboard door. Standing from the kitchen table, William walked over to the sink and retrieved the cup that he'd been using to try and introduce fluids to Kate while she slept (or slowly died, he wasn't sure). ((William Apgar and Kate Sanderson continued from a more innocent time, before they'd seen much of anything, yet.)) Everything was about to get so much harder. Night was falling, and the darkness was beginning to spread. Shaking his head, he pinched the bridge of his nose between clasped hands. At least, he'd like to, but she was still out cold.

The still-unconscious girl on the sofa finally had a name.

#SOMETIMES YOUR WORDS JUST HYPNOTIZE ME PLUS#

On the plus side, the dry announcement had solved one big mystery for him. So now everyone was aware of the fact that William Apgar had killed someone.

Sitting on kitchen chair and staring at the carefully laid-out contents of his pack, he sighed. But instead, his announcements were dry, informal, and came with an 'only the facts, ma'am' sort of brevity to them. Were he, the road ahead probably wouldn't have been so goddamned hard. The announcements hadn't editorialized anything, and there was a part of William Apgar that almost wished General Adams was a bit more of a showman.

Sometimes your words just hypnotize me