Chapter Twenty-Seven – Paranormal Realm 25
Rowan sat up slowly on his bed.
Nyphrin's words still echoed in his head, heavy and unsettling.
Clear your emotion cache.
He dragged a hand down his face, fingers trembling slightly. "You can't just say things like that and expect me to be calm."
[You asked what it meant.] Nyphrin replied flatly. [I explained.]
"That's not an explanation," Rowan snapped. "That's a threat."
[It is not a threat. It is a contingency.]
Rowan laughed bitterly, the sound hollow. "You systems really love fancy words for cruel things."
He swung his legs off the bed and stood, pacing the length of his room. The walls felt smaller than they had an hour ago, like they were slowly inching closer.
"So let me get this straight," he said, running a hand through his hair. "If I don't behave the way you want, you can just… erase how I feel?"
[Correct.]
He stopped walking.
"…Erase my feelings?"
[Suppress. Delete. Reset. Choose any word that comforts you.]
