dead and gone

She wrinkled her nose up at him in confusion. No, she had a feeling he wouldn’t be helping her with the mouse. In fact, she wasn’t certain he could see at all. His eyes were dripping ooe like snapshot from a nightmare. She recoiled, not that he could see it. She shivered delicately, knowing she didn’t want to get too close. He looked like he was walking a living hell, poor thing. Perhaps it would be better if he was put out of his misery?

“You're on a beach, sweetheart.” She said, though she had a feeling his question was a little more all-encompassing than that. “Is there… is there somewhere I can help you get back to?” she didn’t want to get too close, but it didn’t feel right to just… leave him like that.