Who: Megan
When: Late afternoon
Where: The hotel roof
Warning: Non-sexual nudity
It felt like the walls were closing in, and Megan had never been claustrophobic before. But knowing that she
couldn't go out had made her that way. While the hotel was reasonably safe, she felt so cut off from nature inside, and that just couldn't go on any longer. Figuring that if she was going to do this, she needed to do it before they lost power and she had to actually climb the stairs the whole way, she gathered a few things then headed up to the roof.
Opening the door, she immediately broke into a smile at the feeling of the sun and the wind on her face. Sure, there was still the smells of death and the occasional noise she couldn't quite place, but she tried to block that out. This was going to be her time to commune with what was left of nature and hopefully the Goddess, if She was out there. Humming quietly as she walked slowly out onto the roof, she put down the small duffel bag she'd "borrowed" from a previous tenant and began setting up.
( Calling on the Goddess )