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He was spiraling again.
Down
Down
Down
Down
It was all he ever really did anymore. He tried to stop spiraling, to push the being in control of his body out. Because he wasn’t in control anymore. He wasn’t himself anymore. He didn’t like this invader, this mirage of what he could have been. Except it wasn’t a mirage or a hallucination or even a nightmare. It was all real.
Dirk wasn’t in control anymore. He was stuck watching the smug bastard take over and destroy his friends, manipulate Rose. The imposter even tried to manipulate Dave. Dirk wished he could forget the look on Dave’s face, the hurt in his voice. But he was powerless to do anything but be a minor nuisance to the imposter.
He was just stuck.
