[If Jesse were thinking straight, he'd realize how easy it'd be to overpower the girl, to knock the gun aside or to wrestle it away from her. But Jesse isn't thinking straight. He freezes in place, sprawled on the floor and hyperventilating and sweating.
He isn't even scared of the gun or what she might do with it. He's scared of the unholy power that's currently trapped inside him. He imagines it somehow taking on a mind of its own, breaking free, and making him into something else. If she shoots him, the power will die, and that's probably a good thing for the whole of the universe.
But he isn't brave enough to wait for her to shoot him.]
Take it.
Take it.
[He releases the power back into her, with a thousand apologies to God.]
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He isn't even scared of the gun or what she might do with it. He's scared of the unholy power that's currently trapped inside him. He imagines it somehow taking on a mind of its own, breaking free, and making him into something else. If she shoots him, the power will die, and that's probably a good thing for the whole of the universe.
But he isn't brave enough to wait for her to shoot him.]
Take it.
Take it.
[He releases the power back into her, with a thousand apologies to God.]