[ There's a familiar heaviness in his chest as Break starts to come to, and as soon as he takes what feels like a first breath, it comes with a weak cough. He's laying face down in the bonfire pit, and it takes him a moment to work up the strength to move. After all, his death wasn't quite at the hands of a demon, or not directly. He bears the wounds of getting stabbed, but what had actually killed him in the end was what he had been worried about the entire time he had been here. His body finally gave out on him.
Break starts to shift up to his hands and knees, though it feels like quite the process for him, as if every limb was made of lead. He opens his eye out of habit, but it immediately gets him to flinch and curse under his breath.
There's light, and that's something that Break hasn't seen in many weeks now.
He quickly and sharply reaches up to cover his eye, since he'll have to adjust to that sensation again, which is more than a little disorienting. He can see again, but for however long it'll take for him to process that, it might not matter. After all, there might be people around noticing Break slowly getting up at this point. Please don't kill him again, guys. ]
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Break starts to shift up to his hands and knees, though it feels like quite the process for him, as if every limb was made of lead. He opens his eye out of habit, but it immediately gets him to flinch and curse under his breath.
There's light, and that's something that Break hasn't seen in many weeks now.
He quickly and sharply reaches up to cover his eye, since he'll have to adjust to that sensation again, which is more than a little disorienting. He can see again, but for however long it'll take for him to process that, it might not matter. After all, there might be people around noticing Break slowly getting up at this point. Please don't kill him again, guys. ]