My dreams are the worst I've ever had. Images of the Winter Soldier fold in on each other. I see things I forgot happened... Like a door unlocking in my mind. Torture, Slaughter and training others in their use. So much horror. I wake up vomiting, and don't feel much better afterwards. My bad dreams linger...but I wouldn't expect anything else...
[ indie 616/mcu bucky barnes. read appropriate pages before asking to RP. ]
“Ice? Soviets?” One would think, that out of all the things that Steve had seen, had witnessed, that something as simple as his best friend coming back from the dead, would not be so unbelievable. “Oh my God… you survived the… the…”
"… The testing that Zola did on me. Helped me survive.“ That much he could remember – the rest of it was an utter blur. Grasping the bars, Bucky’s head rested against them ”—… If you consider surviving having my mind pulled apart, then yeah.“