[Slowly, gently he shifts so that he can lay her on the ground in front of him. She's blurry in his eyes but there's no doubt in his mind that it's just "Kairi" now. Except he will never be able to stop himself from seeing her as all of those girls. Maybe that's what they wanted. Sora reaches over to close her eyes and brush her hair from her face. Then he just proceeds to sit there saying I'm sorry in a hoarse whisper.
No one else "comes" after that but no one leaves either. They just all lay there motionless. To continue their torment, replays of the deaths are done over and over. Almost like holograms and he has to suffer through their deaths countless times. On occasion other scenes are thrown in, more deaths or torture sessions of people he cares for. He honestly doesn't know if they're real or not and he doesn't want to right now. Every time the hologram death repeats, there's a new real body. A body of one of his friends added to the room. A shock of white hair that belonged to Allen - his Nobody, Axelea, Leon, Link, Alma all joined the others. Just everyone he's ever known, piling into the room like it was a mass grave. Some of them didn't look anything like the three originals - some looked like their hearts had exploded out of their chest, or they were decapitated, some were slashed by a large sword. Just every sort of death that he's ever seen experienced.
Several times he moves over to a corner and retches. There's nothing in his stomach so it's just a mix of bile and blood. It got especially bad when the stench of the bodies start filling the room. This was the part of death that he's never had to deal with. People usually disappeared shortly after they died - even in the Facility. Robots would take them away to be burned in the incinerator but not now. Now they were all just lying there, piled on top of one another like they were trash. It was all he could do to stay away from the pile before he was part of it - before he was the only living thing in the tangle of limp limbs.
He doesn't sleep, just watches the pile grow until he can't remember what happens after that.]
Part 2
No one else "comes" after that but no one leaves either. They just all lay there motionless. To continue their torment, replays of the deaths are done over and over. Almost like holograms and he has to suffer through their deaths countless times. On occasion other scenes are thrown in, more deaths or torture sessions of people he cares for. He honestly doesn't know if they're real or not and he doesn't want to right now. Every time the hologram death repeats, there's a new real body. A body of one of his friends added to the room. A shock of white hair that belonged to Allen - his Nobody, Axelea, Leon, Link, Alma all joined the others. Just everyone he's ever known, piling into the room like it was a mass grave. Some of them didn't look anything like the three originals - some looked like their hearts had exploded out of their chest, or they were decapitated, some were slashed by a large sword. Just every sort of death that he's ever seen experienced.
Several times he moves over to a corner and retches. There's nothing in his stomach so it's just a mix of bile and blood. It got especially bad when the stench of the bodies start filling the room. This was the part of death that he's never had to deal with. People usually disappeared shortly after they died - even in the Facility. Robots would take them away to be burned in the incinerator but not now. Now they were all just lying there, piled on top of one another like they were trash. It was all he could do to stay away from the pile before he was part of it - before he was the only living thing in the tangle of limp limbs.
He doesn't sleep, just watches the pile grow until he can't remember what happens after that.]