[The answer comes unbidden, his inhibitions snapped due to the the shock of the Storm affecting him. Afraid, afraid of dying, that little grain of truth suddenly blossoming with all of its sharp edges, shattering through the surface of cognitive thought.]
Fear of dying.
[Hard to forget the look on the PL600 that day. Burned into memory.]
no subject
[The answer comes unbidden, his inhibitions snapped due to the the shock of the Storm affecting him. Afraid, afraid of dying, that little grain of truth suddenly blossoming with all of its sharp edges, shattering through the surface of cognitive thought.]
Fear of dying.
[Hard to forget the look on the PL600 that day. Burned into memory.]