[ Everything looks like dirt and grime. The piles of trash stretch high, the shoots don't exactly help either, making mountains out of the stuff. The floor moving forwards towards the fire on and off is the thing that makes him slowly wake. It feels hotter, and that's what has him jerking up in surprise, scrambling back with god knows what stuck to his face. That's when he realises someone was actually speaking to him, though at first he can't work out where it's coming from. ]
You almost-- [ Wait. What?! ] Wait, stop! [ Why is someone telling him "Don't worry" before saying they're trying to fix this thing? ] Stop! [ His hands press against his face and drag down, pausing only when he realises how gross his skin is now. There's no time to worry about that though, not when the belt seems to be doing a little better now, going at a somewhat steady momentum as Merlin tries to keep walking the other way. ]
bender why.... this....
You almost-- [ Wait. What?! ] Wait, stop! [ Why is someone telling him "Don't worry" before saying they're trying to fix this thing? ] Stop! [ His hands press against his face and drag down, pausing only when he realises how gross his skin is now. There's no time to worry about that though, not when the belt seems to be doing a little better now, going at a somewhat steady momentum as Merlin tries to keep walking the other way. ]
What did you do? Put it back! I don't want this!
[ a walking disaster tbh ]