Yeah. [That's still sort of progress of some kind.] Memories mean that you're never really gone. That's why they're so important...and even when the memories go away, your heart still knows. But it doesn't have to hurt either.
[...it hurts to watch, and it's why they approach. Even if she tries to hurt them, they can't be hurt by it. Instead, they reach out to offer her a hand to steady herself.]
It's alright. [It's an insistent tone.] You can stop...it's alright. [Feeding into her fears and her own darkness is only making it worse. If they can break through to her, maybe...they stand a chance of understanding how this is working.] You'll still be remembered for the good things, too. I promise!
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[No more Mary, gone gone gone. She covers her face.]
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[Her hands move from her face to her hair, her eyes closing tightly as she struggles.]
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[She's so confused, confused. Mary sways unevenly, shrieking.]
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It's alright. [It's an insistent tone.] You can stop...it's alright. [Feeding into her fears and her own darkness is only making it worse. If they can break through to her, maybe...they stand a chance of understanding how this is working.] You'll still be remembered for the good things, too. I promise!