"I knew it was a bad idea." Julian thought as he rub his aching head. After being a mouthpiece for Savitar twice in one day without any thoughts on what he wanted, plus finally being revealed the real reason Caitlin had wanted him on the team, Julian was feeling the effects of all the mental and emotional exhaustion.
He wondered about the migraine he was now enduring. It had begun as a small headache right after the second time of being hooked up to the God forsaken machine. Back then,he had just assumed it was stress. But now that he had arrived at his apartment the minor headache had intensified tremendously and now was a blinding migraine. Julian's first clear thought from his fogged mind was to call someone at star labs and tell them that he was experiencing side effects. However, he quickly shattered the thought as he remembered how he had stormed out, promising himself to not look back. "They probably wouldn't even care anyways." he told himself. Julian decided the best thing to do would be to take some pain killers and hit the hay. Half an hour later, he was in a restless sleep.
Jul...ian….Julian!..I...have control...you...will not...escape.
Julian woke up with a start. Jumping so high that he missed the bed completely and tumbled to the floor. "W-who's there?" He shouted into the darkness. He strained his ears to hear what the creepy whispers were saying. He could make out very little but understood that it was not a pleasant message and was probably Savitar. "Get out of my head!" Julian shouted at the whispers. "N...not yours...Mine…Nearly...M...mine." Hearing what the whispers were saying made shivers go down Julian spine. Then suddenly a sharp pain went through his head, making him scream and claw at the wooden floor. However, it ended just as fast as it began leaving the young Englishman in shock, cold sweat creeping down his skin.
"Must...n...not tell...or...else…" Julian knew what the whisper was implying. However, was not sure that keeping this hidden was the best idea. As if hearing his thoughts, the whispers replied,"Promise...OR ELSE!"
Julian instantly felt what felt like a screwdriver slowly being drilled into his skull. He moaned, nearly in tears. Biting back a scream that could wake up the whole neighborhood. " I...I prom...ise" he slurred out, feeling as if he was going to pass out. Soon after saying that the pressure on his head was completely removed making Julian collapse, accepting the relief of unconsciousness.