Dean Thomas (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} artistdean) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} finnigans_rpg,@ 2015-01-12 12:07:00 |
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Who: Dean and Seamus
What: Interrupted sleep (Dean has a nightmare)
Where: Granada, Spain, their hotel room
When: Middle of Sunday Night/Monday Morning
Rating: SFW for now
Dean and Seamus had arrived in Spain and got themselves settled after Battlescars had finished on Sunday. They'd done a little exploring of the area around their hotel and had some food and headed in. Dean, at least, always felt tired after travelling any particular distance, whether it was by a muggle or magical method so they hadn't stopped up very late.
Dean had taken the bed nearest the door after some thought. Usually when he slept at Seamus' he slept against the wall, but since that wasn't an option he preferred to be away from the window. Despite being in a strange bed he'd managed to drop off relatively quickly, which possibly should have been a warning sign. That and how hard the bed was.
He cycled through his sleep, shifting slightly from time to time until suddenly his mind dropped into the place he hated. He was lying on the hard ground under a starry sky just visible through the cover of trees. He'd been dozing as one of the goblins kept watch from outside the main glare of the fire, but his body was suddenly on alert. He could hear something in the trees. A sound too loud for an animal, too specific. He couldn't move, he couldn't speak. The sound was coming nearer and he couldn't move, couldn't defend himself. Then there was a voice, a horrible growl of a voice which he knew could only be bad news. It uttered spells, spells that must be killing his friends, his travelling companions, killing them or hurting them. Nobody to come to his aid.
Outside of his mind, his body in the bed was unnaturally still, breathing hard but little more than small whines and whimpers coming from him. Trapped in the snare of a nightmare where he could do nothing.