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fractured-white.livejournal.com*At first, all that greets the camera is a man sleeping in a dark room, looking almost eerily peaceful to anyone who knows him. Then the tossing starts and his expression darkens in fear and anger. He growls in his sleep, then abruptly wakes, sitting up and glaring around.
He's shirtless, though still wearing gloves past his elbows, and his chest has recent burn scars mottling the pale skin. He doesn't seem to be aware of the phone recording, and from the way he's tensed and breathing heavily, he's still recovering from whatever woke him up. Finally, he slams his fist angrily on the bedside table and the phone clicks off.*
He's shirtless, though still wearing gloves past his elbows, and his chest has recent burn scars mottling the pale skin. He doesn't seem to be aware of the phone recording, and from the way he's tensed and breathing heavily, he's still recovering from whatever woke him up. Finally, he slams his fist angrily on the bedside table and the phone clicks off.*
