[ a clothes rack, that'll do. anything will do, really, but what John needs is something benign for Ravyn to focus his attentions in on, and that sounds just as good and lasting as anything ]
Your clothes rack. What's on there? If they're close enough, pick out a couple and feel them. If not, just what they look like is fine. Take your time. Really pay attention to them.
[ Ravyn nearly trips when he tries to get out of bed, and John could probably hear a soft curse over the phone.
Right. Take your time. That's what John said. So he carefully stands and walks over to his clothes rack. It's dark without the lights on, but the moon light filtering in from the window is enough for him to see. He reaches out to grab one of the first thing he see. ]
A jacket. One of my old favourite, I think. Yeah, it is.
[ He takes in another deep breath. ]
Tweed jacket. Light green, if my memory serves me right.
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I...
[ He looks around, trying to focus his mind on the now and not what had frightened him awake. ]
Um... My bed? Bathroom to the right. Work space on the left. Ah... Clothes rack... in front of me.
[ What else can he describe? ]
I don't know.
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Your clothes rack. What's on there? If they're close enough, pick out a couple and feel them. If not, just what they look like is fine. Take your time. Really pay attention to them.
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Right. Take your time. That's what John said. So he carefully stands and walks over to his clothes rack. It's dark without the lights on, but the moon light filtering in from the window is enough for him to see. He reaches out to grab one of the first thing he see. ]
A jacket. One of my old favourite, I think. Yeah, it is.
[ He takes in another deep breath. ]
Tweed jacket. Light green, if my memory serves me right.