| "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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