Gabriel 'Cat' Gatti (alovelycat) wrote in lab_rinth, @ 2015-04-08 15:34:00 |
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Entry tags: | !week eight, gabriel "cat" gatti, twyla "glitz/trouble" goodman |
Who: Cat & OPEN
What: Cat in a bit of a panic...
When: Week 8; Tuesday, Early evening, still daylight.
Where: Cat's place.
Note: Cat can be in the sun, but is now blind. Slightly edited.
Cat had fallen asleep early. Too much time was spent in his little container of a home this week. His talk with Jacob had been a reprieve, but depression was a hard one to fight. It drained at Cat, pulled him down, sinking him in moments of darkness and despair, and leaving him feeling exhausted. So he had slept.
Cat knew something was wrong the moment he opened his eyes. Blackness. nothing. As a vampire he should see, but there was nothing. He at up and began to panic. He felt around. He still felt things. He searched and found the red cloth of Simon's by touch alone, having fallen asleep holding it. And then he reached up and touched over his face. Nothing felt off. Nothing at all.
His mind raced. He gasped. "Simon?" He called out in a small voice, questioning... hoping.... wanting...
Silence. He let out a sob.
Cat didn't know how long he sat there on his bed hugging his knees and clutching the strip of cloth. He didn't know how to tell time without his sight. He felt thrown off. Everything was thrown off. But eventually....he got up and fumbled around, bumping into things. What time was it? He didn't know. He could only hope... only hope it was night. But he feared. He was confused. He had to get out. He unlocked the wall and let the pull chain slip through his hands until it it came to rest. He then stepped out onto it, unsteady, in nothing but his white and pink camisole pajamas.
His brown eyes were wide and filled with fear, unseeing. His hands reaching out from his body a bit. "Hello? Anyone? Please? Help?" He said, voice wavering, unaware it was still daylight.