The dream shifts and changes around them. Now they're...somewhere, Strange hasn't the slightest clue what a plane is and can barely guess at the context of this situation.
Whatever happening is obviously affecting Crozier. And so, Strange makes the split second decision that the dream has to shift to him. His life was not particularly horrifying or confusing, Strange thinks, completely forgetting his descent into madness or the state of the dead he revived. It should be a relief.
"Turn it towards me," Strange yells, trying to speak over the noise of the aircraft. "Concentrate on me, on my voice, as you try to shape the dream. You are in control, you can-"
There is a loud noise and a bright flash of light and Strange feels his words die in his throat as he watches the bomb drop as well.
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Date: 2020-06-10 12:27 pm (UTC)Whatever happening is obviously affecting Crozier. And so, Strange makes the split second decision that the dream has to shift to him. His life was not particularly horrifying or confusing, Strange thinks, completely forgetting his descent into madness or the state of the dead he revived. It should be a relief.
"Turn it towards me," Strange yells, trying to speak over the noise of the aircraft. "Concentrate on me, on my voice, as you try to shape the dream. You are in control, you can-"
There is a loud noise and a bright flash of light and Strange feels his words die in his throat as he watches the bomb drop as well.