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[He doesn't know what to say.

He doesn't know if he can say anything. He's tried twice. Once, nothing came out and the other time? Screams. That's what it sounded like. Not his voice either-- did he even have a voice? Standing in from of the creature, the boy knows that it is unlike anything he has ever encountered before. The spiders, the places in Limbo...

No, nothing can quite compare to exactly what he sees right now. He tilts his head.

Stares.]