"No!" Alessa screamed, battering her fists in futility against the glass.
Regina was suffocating herself to death before Alessa's very eyes. This could not be happening.
Beside her, Joe bellowed with rage, raking his claws against the mirror with a sickening squeal.
Alessa gasped for breath, her system overloaded. Between the eruption of her own emotions and Joe's, she could barely think.
And now a third set of emotions rocked her psyche: Regina's.
No, Alessa begged again. If she could feel Regina too, that meant it was real - she was dying.
Panic flooded Alessa's mind, the panic of imminent death. Existential terror sent her heart hurtling down a raging river of sensation, buoyed by disbelief, fury, despair.
Regina was fighting her hardest, but it was no use. Whatever the Developer had done to her, she was powerless to combat.