[ caleb did such a beautiful job of describing his hypnosis microphone that it works beautifully. the mouth of the frumpkin shaped attachment opens as he speaks - amber sparks shoot of of the sides of the microphone, and the flames on the side seem to heat up warm under caleb's hand as he speaks. fuck off makes the mic spark brilliantly bright, once, the heat like a flash in a pan, and then as he keeps going, the metal warms and warms and warms. and then as he reaches dissolve into ashes and choke on them, all of the sound in the area seems to disappear, like it's in a vacuum, and everything freezes for one perfect, crystalline moment --
the air before a lightning strike brings to focus the crowd around them. the members of the crowd's faces turn to red hair and fear and terror, until every face left is caleb's parents, staring
and beau, who stands in the middle. she looks at caleb for a millisecond, just long enough for all of the black to melt out of her eyes. just long enough for expression to contort into utter, complete fear.
-- and then there's an explosion of flames that rip out of the microphone. they tear through the scenery like paper and roar through beau, through the crowd, as everything in a mile radius is incinerated in a matter of a second.
and as the light from the explosion fades, caleb gets one last final glance of what's left of the street he was standing on --
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the air before a lightning strike brings to focus the crowd around them. the members of the crowd's faces turn to red hair and fear and terror, until every face left is caleb's parents, staring
and beau, who stands in the middle. she looks at caleb for a millisecond, just long enough for all of the black to melt out of her eyes. just long enough for expression to contort into utter, complete fear.
-- and then there's an explosion of flames that rip out of the microphone. they tear through the scenery like paper and roar through beau, through the crowd, as everything in a mile radius is incinerated in a matter of a second.
and as the light from the explosion fades, caleb gets one last final glance of what's left of the street he was standing on --
ashes.
there's nothing left but ashes.
the next time he blinks, he'll find himself standing somewhere else entirely. ]