[voice] [It's all vivid enough to be a memory. All at once her mind is onslaughted with memories of everything changing.
(the three of them betrayed) (michael shot straight through the heart) (johann killed fighting back)(the most important people in the world killed right before her eyes) (fleeing with vengeance burning in her mind) (months hiding in servitude) (a growing searing hot anger that demands revenge)
It's too much too fast and she wakes up gasping, sweating, head throbbing and her face wet with tears. She jumps to reach for the other side of the bed -- it'll be okay, he's right here! -- but her blood turns to ice when she finds it empty and cold.]
[When her voice comes through the communicator, it's quieter than anyone will have heard from her before.]
Michael? Michael, where are you?
[a tentative pause, but he doesn't answer quickly enough. her voice steadily gets both louder and more hysterical.]
I had a bad dream. Michael? [taking panicked, shallow breaths.] Johann, Michael answer me! I need you!
[rising to a screech.]
You can't just leave me here!
((canon update! will answer tagbacks properly later, sorry! ♥))