He was fine, Frank, thanks for asking.
But he never asked. Never asked. Never did anything but watch Loengard, watch Sayers, watch Steele. He never watched him. That's how they got in, wasn't it? Because he didn't watch. Because he didn't watch.
Because Phil wanted him to watch. Wanted him to know. Wanted him to see.
But he didn't. He didn't want that. Did and didn't. Could and couldn't. Didn't dare. Not now. Not ever.
Weeks and months and a year. They came with the light. The light. The Light. Brought the light and he touched it, and he didn't think of Frank at all anymore.
Didn't want him. Even in this. Especially in this.
And that was fine. That was good. Everything was good. He could take care of everything now.
He could be everything now.
They'd give him a gun.
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In The Dark Of Day
FanficHow we go. How we stay. A tale of alien horror set in the universe of "Dark Skies". "Dark Skies" is copyright Bryce Zabel and Brent V. Friedman
