[ When the monster...thing leaves the frame, leaving only what was left of the clone, limbs missing and guts spread over the pavement, all he can do is stare. There is no love lost between Yusuke and his clone, but it was at least, physically, human. This is something out of a horror film, not even a good one, but the kind that are shocking just for the sake of it.
It makes his stomach churn, and he feels like he needs some fresh air, but Futaba is still latched onto his arm, so he stays put. He looks down at her, nothing visible but the top of her head and the edges of her glasses. ]
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[ When the monster...thing leaves the frame, leaving only what was left of the clone, limbs missing and guts spread over the pavement, all he can do is stare. There is no love lost between Yusuke and his clone, but it was at least, physically, human. This is something out of a horror film, not even a good one, but the kind that are shocking just for the sake of it.
It makes his stomach churn, and he feels like he needs some fresh air, but Futaba is still latched onto his arm, so he stays put. He looks down at her, nothing visible but the top of her head and the edges of her glasses. ]
No, I will do it. Just tell me where to go.