[With the light from the opening filtering through, they can finally make out the features of the hazmat...and it quickly becomes obvious that Charles is very, very wrong. There is indeed a person inside the suit, although 'inside' may be the wrong word for it; the fabric of the suit itself is growing out of his - her? the gender is impossible to tell - skin, fused to their upper torso and arms. The lower half of their face is covered by a hazmat suit's protective plastic mask that emerges from beneath the flesh of the cheeks and jaw, but their eyes are still visible, and they are clearly in unbelievable agony.
But Charles and Netherlands better not spend too much time focusing on the hazmat, because it's leaking both blood and gas from where the glass shards and bullets hit. The gas won't cause any pain if they breathe it in; instead, it'll simply delete one of their senses. Sight, hearing, taste, smell, touch, balance - the longer they spend in the gas's presence, the more will disappear.
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But Charles and Netherlands better not spend too much time focusing on the hazmat, because it's leaking both blood and gas from where the glass shards and bullets hit. The gas won't cause any pain if they breathe it in; instead, it'll simply delete one of their senses. Sight, hearing, taste, smell, touch, balance - the longer they spend in the gas's presence, the more will disappear.