IT HAD BEEN QUICK.

Hunched over, Bigby's shoulders move as he heaves. Hands at his side that claws had just been retracted into. His senses overwhelmed him. Everything was just too goddamn LOUD. If he can just fucking think, maybe they'd calm down. The air's filled with copper, it's filled with the filth from the alleyway, it's filled with—

A familiar smell.

A glance over his shoulder then, body standing still. It was dark, but it wasn't dark enough. Not to miss the yellows of his eyes. Not to miss the red that's dripping off his hands, that coats the ground, the walls, and the mangled corpse in front of his feet. It's impossible to tell who the corpse was. They only had meat and bone where their face was meant to be.

IT HAD BEEN A SLAUGHTER.

"Look, I know better than anyone. You can't take back the DAMAGE YOU'VE DONE."

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"Great to see you let YOURSELF in." The dryness in Bigby's voice made it hard to pinpoint if he was being sarcastic or not. It was early in the morning and it seemed like he had to be everywhere at once today. He figured he could at least get a cup of coffee in peacefully before the day began— but this person put a damper in those plans.