"It's an urge, much like a thirst. Telling us over and over again to kill you."
"M… me?"
"All of you."
Ellie has known Diley for almost a full year now, yet this was the very first time she was seeing him like this. He always seemed animated and full of life– but the expression he was showing right now was enough for Ellie to realize that she was, indeed, still talking to Darkday; albeit a clone.
She thought there was a way that she might be able to get through Riley, or at least Diley with the way their conversation was going– but with just one line… she knew that they were someone that could no longer be reasoned with.
Riley is Darkday– not the other way around.
You can't reason with a storm, you just have to be ready when it strikes.
"It's ready."
And almost as if putting an official end to their conversation, several plates suddenly started floating to the table.
