Aventine's senses dove past Taylor's surface thoughts and lingered deep within his psyche.
'Even here,
Somehow, that was scarier than simply being physically bound by its machinations. It meant that even one's own free will wasn't truly… free. Everything about oneself, be it their personality, looks, and philosophies, would have been dictated by a predetermined force.
However, it made sense.
After all, how could
If
For a moment, Aventine paused and observed his own subconscious mind. Seeing that he was clean of any wispy threads, he sighed in relief.
"That's good."
It was truly, truly relieving…
Because Aventine arrived at the area of Taylor's consciousness where the
