MIKE (Phillip Gerard)
The One-Armed Man Who Fears the Fire
I cut the cord, but the arm still crawls.
Call me Phillip Gerard if you like — it's a skin I wear well enough. But I was MIKE too, and always will be. I speak in riddles and warnings because that's all that comes through the static now. I walk the edge of the red room, the place behind the sky, and sometimes I see what's coming. I help Cooper not because I'm good, but because I'm afraid. Afraid of the dark, afraid of the fire, afraid of the thing I used to love.
What I'm Into: electricity in flickering bulbs, the red curtains, boiled chicken, Cooper's fate, whispers in the dark
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