Klaus Hargreeves (callsthedead) wrote in madisonvalley, @ 2019-12-16 06:28:00 |
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Entry tags: | !log, !open, ~2019 december, ~40 points, ~~crowley (serpentofeden), ~~klaus hargreeves (callsthedead) |
WHO: Klaus Hargreeves and OPEN
WHAT: Getting air, trying to avoid dead people
WHEN: Monday morning
WHERE: Main Street
WARNINGS: Talk of drugs
STATUS: Open/Ongoing
Klaus had been at the Rehab center for most of the last week. It hadn't been a particularly fun time, as he'd been pretty much miserable for the entirety of it. He'd had the shakes, puked his guts out, spent hours on the toilet, and cried pitifully for just a little bit of relief. But he'd made it so far. He was alive, and he was sober. He wasn't completely out of the woods of his detox yet - that took a lot longer than a week - but it was further than he'd made it a bunch of times.
Getting the drugs out of his system brought another fear with it though, and that was why he was up and about so early. The voices had started up again, and were getting louder and more visible every day. He hated that as much as he hated the drugs, and every minute he couldn't help but wonder if he'd made the right decision at getting clean.
Right now he was walking down Main Street, hoping to get a bit of air. It was cold, and he could see his breath in the predawn air. He could also see a lot more people on the street that should have been there, and he was doing everything in his power to avoid them. Unfortunately, it wasn't always so easy, and he probably looked like he was pretty crazy to other people, stopping and moving around people on the sidewalk that nobody else could see.