"Ouch!" Crawling sobs, soft. The impact of the crowbar was... heavy.

lt wasn't to be blamed. His human is changing. That's okay, he thinks. Crawling can manage this.

The mind is changing, too. Maybe, ages ago, Crawling was in this position. A human losing his mind.

But he isn't human. Not anymore. And he doesn't remember if he's ever experienced this. All he knows is the crowbar hurr, and his human isn't in the right mind.

"You... hit..." Crawling croaks. He points at the crowbar, then at his face. "Hit... hard..."