Blaine Anderson (vaguelyeurasian) wrote in dont_scream, @ 2011-04-26 20:32:00 |
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Entry tags: | blaine anderson, rachel berry |
Who: Blaine and Rachel
What: Blaine's trying to figure out what happened to him
Where: The living room
When: Tuesday evening
Rating: Low/Medium
Blaine was freaking out. Really, really freaking out. Rachel was right-- his sunny-side-up, sing-about-it attitude could hardly do anything to fix what was going on here. But it was also the only way Blaine knew how to deal with things. It was his default, whether the problem was bullies, low self-esteem... or waking up in a desolate, horrifying house where people were apparently dying in large numbers.
As Rachel had assured, he found the living room without much trouble. The trouble, instead, came from what he saw on the way. What he felt. The blood... the cold... the deep sense of dread at the pit of his stomach. He didn't think he'd ever felt so scared or alone in his life.
"Rachel?" he asked quietly when he reached what he thought must be the living room.