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'Eddie, there’s blood on the floor. Are you hurt? Are you sick? I need to check you over—.'
’Buck. Don’t come any closer,’ Eddie pleads and it’s so strange because he’s obviously weak and hurting but that base fear, that terror, it hasn’t gone away, sharpening beneath Buck's breastbone as he inches nearer, crouching down beside Eddie, reaching out his hand.
His fingers close around Eddie’s wrist and Buck is stressed, frantic, he must be seeing things, the light is low and obscuring, a single terrible freeze frame conjured up by his imagination; Eddie’s teeth, already pointed, becoming sharp, elongated, and his eyes shading to black, sclera to sclera, lunging forward, jaws yawning wide. Buck scrambles backwards, landing on his ass, breathing hard but the image is gone as quickly as it came and it’s just Eddie looking at him with eyes bloodshot and fearful.
'Please tell me what’s going on,' Buck says, except he already knows, has known since he stepped through the door and Eddie pinned him in place with that disarming gaze.