speakofthedead (speakofthedead) wrote in horror_story, @ 2013-09-24 22:23:00 |
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Entry tags: | cycle003, elijah, incomplete, jenny |
WHO: Eli and Jenny
WHAT: Cellular Interactions
WHERE: The cells, yo.
WHEN: Late Sunday/Early Monday
WARNINGS: TBD!
Eli woke with a dry mouth, groggy and disoriented on a pile of something vaguely squishy. Never at his best just after sleep, it took him several moments of blinking owlishly to realize two very important details: he was naked, and this was not the beach.
The last thing he remembered was going into the caves, helping move the tentfirmary to a bit safer spot with the threat of a storm looming over them. He remembered thinking how strange it was that the caves had ambient lighting, and wondering where it was coming from...and now he was here.
He blinked, again, and rubbed his eyes, then inhaled sharply when he realized he wasn't alone. It was that blonde girl, from the beach...Jenny, was her name. The one on her honeymoon. And she was naked too!
The fortune-teller automatically averted his eyes. He was no peeping tom, to look at a lady that way...but he couldn't seem to escape looking at people. He was surrounded by people. Max, Dakota, Marcus, others he didn't know, really, beyond sight. They were stuck in these strange, transparent cells...and what the hell was that thing?!?
Eli's eyes were drawn to the distillery, and the black man blanched, a little. What was that? It didn't look pleasant. Nothing about this looked pleasant.
"Well what the hell." The words were muttered, and Eli leaned against the tree, staring at the ground. This wasn't what he'd signed up for, not at all.