As Suzaku is pushed away, far from the danger and the drills collide with L.L's head the geass fades. Suzaku's world returns to the sound of L.L's screams. He can't see, still chained facing away but he can hear and he has seen enough violent, terrible death that his mind can more than fill in the blanks.
He pulls at the chains, not strong enough to break them, he yells curses at the demon who ignores him completely. The room smells of blood and fear and L.L's screams fill the dark corners of his mind. Joining the echoes of all the screams that haunted him.
The drill moved backwards, back to where it began before the pieces stopped, whirring into silence and stillness. The chains released and Suzaku stumbled out of his chair, he knows he's far too late, but he can't not...
He reaches L.L's side, the bloody mess of him. It takes everything in him to not throw up, instead he falls to his knees, not caring for the mess now soaking into his clothing.
He says nothing, just reaches out, sure that L.L can not even feel him.
Cw: body horror - Graphic description of torture
He pulls at the chains, not strong enough to break them, he yells curses at the demon who ignores him completely. The room smells of blood and fear and L.L's screams fill the dark corners of his mind. Joining the echoes of all the screams that haunted him.
The drill moved backwards, back to where it began before the pieces stopped, whirring into silence and stillness. The chains released and Suzaku stumbled out of his chair, he knows he's far too late, but he can't not...
He reaches L.L's side, the bloody mess of him. It takes everything in him to not throw up, instead he falls to his knees, not caring for the mess now soaking into his clothing.
He says nothing, just reaches out, sure that L.L can not even feel him.