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Posts Tagged: 'john+watson'
Apr. 25th, 2014
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Apr. 25th, 2014 at 6:33 PM
CITIZEN(S): John Watson + Open
LOCATION: The Bells
DATE: Day 8
OPEN/CLOSED: Open
BRACKETS OR PROSE: Prose Preferred
Having been in a good number of hospitals before, some as remote and horrible as tent triage facilities, this one still took the cake and the tea right with it. For several very long moments, John just looked up at the ceiling of the hallway he found himself standing in, the walls covered in graffiti and the plaster broken in enough places to see the structure beneath. He swallowed and then turned with his hips, feet firmly planted on the ground, before he looked behind him.
Nothing. Same from the reverse.
He had no idea why he was here or how he had gotten here. His dreams previous to this generally centred on Sherlock Holmes or, more often, the war. Abandoned hospitals were certainly right up there with strange and very unusual.
"Hello?" Well, just thought he'd check. All right then. Might as well explore. One could always hope that this dream could be a little sexy instead of terrifying. Make a nice change of pace.
LOCATION: The Bells
DATE: Day 8
OPEN/CLOSED: Open
BRACKETS OR PROSE: Prose Preferred
Having been in a good number of hospitals before, some as remote and horrible as tent triage facilities, this one still took the cake and the tea right with it. For several very long moments, John just looked up at the ceiling of the hallway he found himself standing in, the walls covered in graffiti and the plaster broken in enough places to see the structure beneath. He swallowed and then turned with his hips, feet firmly planted on the ground, before he looked behind him.
Nothing. Same from the reverse.
He had no idea why he was here or how he had gotten here. His dreams previous to this generally centred on Sherlock Holmes or, more often, the war. Abandoned hospitals were certainly right up there with strange and very unusual.
"Hello?" Well, just thought he'd check. All right then. Might as well explore. One could always hope that this dream could be a little sexy instead of terrifying. Make a nice change of pace.