sobloodywelsh (sobloodywelsh) wrote in marinanova, @ 2014-05-25 15:00:00 |
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Entry tags: | gwen cooper, nathan harris, spencer reid |
Shared Dreams | Open
[The endless concrete corridor is badly lit. From the ceiling there are hanging naked light bulbs, sending a course yet dampened gleam through it. The light can barely cut through the darkness, as if the surroundings long since stopped giving way to it. As if the darkness down here had learnt something that people seemed to forget.
That light is only temporary, and darkness is forever.
The concrete tunnel is not only without end, it seems to be without beginning. And along the walls are large windows. They seem to be made out of thick plastic, with holes for air drilled in the top and bottoms. Some cells are empty. Some feel occupied but look empty. And some… Some have creatures in them. Creatures from other worlds. Snarling, biting, rasping, animals contained and distorted. Others are humanoid, sobbing with fear and confusion.
Gwen Cooper stands between two cells, her eyes wide with fear as she looks between them. One contains an asian woman, slumped against the wall, her eyes blind to the world. The other keeps a Caucasian man, sitting on a stretched, just watching her with something close to hatred in his eyes.]
I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.