°...It Is Childish, But I Do Not Want To.. Resting Means I Will Fall Asleep.°

°A soft nod. Yeah. He tenses a bit at first at the contact, but relaxes to a degree after a second. The pulse benieth his skin is elevated, and he knows it.°

*Knocks on the door, a bunch of stuff in hand* CJ?

°*there’s the sounds of several locks being undone before the door opens. He’s there, and looking more than a little exhausted* Doc? Yeah come in he is in the living room- *he moves to leave a clear path, walking over to the matress on the floor*°

°Checking his phone again for the reply from @anon-driplier, he goes back to observe the rise and fall of Jim's chest. It's mostly ok.. until the very end, where it shakes slightly. It's enough that he catches on though.°

Tԋҽ ʋσιԃ ɾҽʂιԃҽɳƚʂ. *They drop the Jims in a light patch.* Tɾყ ƚσ ʅҽαʋҽ, αɳԃ ყσυ'ʅʅ ϝαʅʅ υɳƈσυɳƈισυʂ.

"Void Residents? Who are-"

*CJ manages to land on their back, still curled protectively around his camera, RJ lands on his end*

"Ow-! Wait, unconcious? Why would we be-..Jim?"

*CJ hands over his camera to RJ, who's more than a little shocked to be actually holding it. CJ looks directly at the snake and begins to sign.*

°Ok you look here you vantablack worm, you aren't getting away clean with this. I don't care who you work for, especially if you're so wrapped around their fingers that they've got you doing their dirty work, all I care about is that you're out here, stealing people and bringing them to lose who they are. My name is Jim, my brother is Jim, and we'll get out of here one way or another.°

*The doll calmed down and started chanting again. The room glowed purple.*

°If Disney had taught him anything, it was that purple and green were not safe in these contexts. His mind was still reeling from what Neb had said, but if self-preservation hadn't convinced him that he needed to get out, his brother being in danger had.°

°Let. Me. Go.°

°The air is oppressive here, the colors muted to the point where one could barely make out what had looked like what. The signs read 'R!dge' and 'Ashwor+h', and right at the mouth of an ally way, the remains of a crash are present. It was hit from the side, the impact zone crunched like a punched aluminum can. The other car is nowhere to be seen. Actually, nothing is to be seen. There are no people here...°

°Except for one.°

°CJ doesn't know the exact moment that despite the air that feels like a punch to breath in that he starts running, he doesn't know when he touches the door why it seems to not quite feel like he's touching it, or why when he pulls it the door rips off like paper, like in a dream, and he doesn't know when he started cradling RJ like he's a small child who's only just fallen asleep, or how he got him out in the first place.°

°He doesn't know when the tears started, but he knows when they change. He knows why they change as his fingers still find a pulse benieth them.°

°His brother is alive. And he's going to keep him that way.°

°He needs to get out of here and to a doctor though, fast.°

*the kitten pops from the collar of his shirt* mew:3 *he snuck on. how?*

*the man outright screams, sheds his outerwear in record speed, and is behind his origional chair way faster than seemed logical. Then again, judging by their face and voice, it was kind of obvious logic was going to be a little wonky, even for them. Their voice was a little deeper, maybe a little rougher, but it did sound like..*

¶What, what the fuck?!¶

*Jim.*

Good evening, Jims. Im -

"Hello-? You get cut off there?"

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