Just a quick thing to prove I'm not dead, though I might as well be.
My dreams inspire a lot of my art. They're rarely good, but even when not 'scary', they're still unpleasant and leave me drained, both physically and emotionally. I figure Eli would be the same way in canon.
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One year since that night. Eli hasn't grown much. But he's covering more. Rarely seen without his beanie and clinging onto that hoodie more than ever. He's still always at the arcade, atop the DDR machine. Everyone says he never looks like he's having fun.
