Second Sun

>How are you crucified if there is no cross? Therefore, you are levitating on air, not crucified on a non-existent cross.
>Ignore. You're too lost to panic. You can't afford to lose calmness.

>Well, most likely scenario here is that you are hallucinating the hell outa your mind. you uh may want to take a breath and maybe splash some water on your face, see if you can return to reality or at least calm down.

A trick of the HUPs, you think. It's disgusting. Absurd. Crucified, without a cross. They're inside me, making me see things-

Panic wells up inside you at the thought of HUPs accumulating in your cells and your brain - but even now you're realizing that this is no hallucination, that this crucified woman is real, as real as you are, as real as the trees and the ice and the river. In a way this realization is almost calming, centering. At least you're on solid ground.

And then you look at the woman again and the horror comes rushing back.

>Pull her off the air and take her with you. If that's the future you then you might just as well get rescued by the past you in this crazy kooky time loopy.

Put her out of her misery

You reach for her, thoughts alternating between pulling her down or ending her suffering. But you freeze: it's too bizarre, too horrifying. You find yourself unable to touch her.

The meter on your outstretched arm catches your eye. It's changed from pond scum to mustard.

You're running out of time.