Mustang felt his eyes drying from the intensity of his stare, but he couldn't tear his gaze away.

Something was very, very wrong. He felt dizzy – lighter than air yet weighted down with a leaden apprehension that he already had blood on his hands.

He couldn't shake the feeling. It was like looking at that bloody phone booth all over again.

…Again.

Ed looked into his eyes.

Wait!

"Again."

BANG!

Additional story, disclosed information, unraveled perspective. "Again – Delay" – coming soon.

-Dante