【生肉搬运】鸟雀Passerine 第三章(33)
“And right now?” Tommy asked, not sure if he wanted to know the answer.
“Right now,” Wilbur said quietly, “they’re telling me to kill you.”
Tommy’s breath caught in his throat. He was suddenly very aware of how many weapons—decorative or otherwise—he had on his walls. “Wilbur, you can’t—”
“I’m not going to do it, Tommy,” Wilbur said, sounding hurt that Tommy might ever think the opposite. “I would never hurt you. But the voices—they’re saying it’s inevitable. That it’s your destiny to die by my hand. That this is… that this is a story that has been told many times over, and we can’t change how it ends.”
“And how does it end?”
“Badly,” Wilbur whispered. His tone made it clear that whatever it was, Tommy was not prepared to hear it.
“Well you don’t—you don’t actually know what the voices are saying are real, right? Maybe it’s all nonsense and it won’t actually happen.”
“But it already has.” Wilbur swallowed, and both he and Tommy steeled themselves for what he was about to say. “Two months ago, the voices told me there was something coming. That an army was gathering at our northern borders.”
“Right now,” Wilbur said quietly, “they’re telling me to kill you.”
Tommy’s breath caught in his throat. He was suddenly very aware of how many weapons—decorative or otherwise—he had on his walls. “Wilbur, you can’t—”
“I’m not going to do it, Tommy,” Wilbur said, sounding hurt that Tommy might ever think the opposite. “I would never hurt you. But the voices—they’re saying it’s inevitable. That it’s your destiny to die by my hand. That this is… that this is a story that has been told many times over, and we can’t change how it ends.”
“And how does it end?”
“Badly,” Wilbur whispered. His tone made it clear that whatever it was, Tommy was not prepared to hear it.
“Well you don’t—you don’t actually know what the voices are saying are real, right? Maybe it’s all nonsense and it won’t actually happen.”
“But it already has.” Wilbur swallowed, and both he and Tommy steeled themselves for what he was about to say. “Two months ago, the voices told me there was something coming. That an army was gathering at our northern borders.”