Phoebe ran straight from Study Hall back to the dorms. She slammed her room door open and ran inside. She collapsed to her knees in the restroom and started throwing up as the images kept repeating through her mind.
Cole, his head bowed, chanting something she couldn't make out.
A woman running...Tara.
Angel chasing after her.
No, not Angel...Angelus.
Tara screaming as he catches her.
The images that follow make Phoebe nauseous. Torture. Terror. Pain. All the things that Angelus would do to Tara to make her pay for resouling him. So much suffering, so much blood. It was overwhelming to her empathic senses.
Phoebe had tears running down her face and she was shaking as she continued to retch.
Oh God...Oh God...
Cole, his head bowed, chanting something she couldn't make out.
A woman running...Tara.
Angel chasing after her.
No, not Angel...Angelus.
Tara screaming as he catches her.
The images that follow make Phoebe nauseous. Torture. Terror. Pain. All the things that Angelus would do to Tara to make her pay for resouling him. So much suffering, so much blood. It was overwhelming to her empathic senses.
Phoebe had tears running down her face and she was shaking as she continued to retch.
Oh God...Oh God...
