"Jeong-Hui! Don't let it…get in your head! Take control!" Finn shouted, though had to heed his own advice as he clutched his hair.
It was his system, his instincts, his rationality, his experiences, the hairs on his skin, all of it told him the same thing: that creature can't be woken up. Reaching for the hood of the red-haired man, he was merely inches short, only grasping air as he watched Jeong-Hui stumble towards it in a trance.
'I get it now. The entire time…That ringing–that's why we were drawn here. Without even realizing it, this thing–it manipulated us, all for this moment,' he realized.
–No.
Even if he couldn't reach him, he could still stop him; that resolve was hardened in that moment, even as his brain ached.
'I have to stop him–no matter what. I'm sorry, Jeong-Hui, even if I have to kill you–I can't let you wake that thing up…!' He decided.
["Gravity"]