"He is looking at her with a pleading expression, but doesn't move. He makes no motion, no sound, but wears the mournful look of someone in need. Scully's eyes burn with the effort to keep from blinking. She knows that if her eyes close, even for a moment, he'll be gone. Then the lightening flashes and her eyes slam shut. She doesn't open them until the next morning, even though she remains awake most of the night. Half out of fear, half out of sorrow, she keeps them closed. Scully knows that looking into the face of an angel can burn your eyes."



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