InsaneJournal

[dream]
[ONE - OPEN]

[Three loud gunshots, a girlish laugh, and the body of a man wearing a white coat is floating in the middle of the otherwise pristine laboratory. The gun looks enormous in her tiny hands and the impact of the shots have sent her flying backwards, but Nena herself is right at home with the weapon and too excited at her very first kill to be distracted by a little thing like that.

The other scientists in the room aren't all pleased, but not as panicked as most would expect. Nena couldn't care less, she's far too busy giggling. One of the oldest men sighs as he starts to write on a clipboard.]

She's worse than the middle one. [That gets her attention.]

That just means I did better. I'm telling him I won as soon as I see him, okay?

[He nods, barely acknowledging her, and she brightens up again.]

But first I wanna play some more! I like these games the best. [It's then that she catches sight of someone else in the room. She doesn't care where they came from, there are more important things at hand.]

You can play too! You run, and I'll catch you! [what might be one of the cutest little girls you've ever seen is pointing a gun straight at your head. Don't worry too much, she can be persuaded to play another game, if you're up for it.]

[TWO - LIMITED-ISH]

Michael! Johann!

[They were there, they were right there. The same stupid prison she's been in for what feels like forever and for once she felt alright with it. And now they were gone again. There's only so someone can take. Nena never cries unless she wants something. Not with real tears. Or at least, she's never had reason to.

But she never gives up, either. So she'll run, and run, and run, even with tears in her eyes, till she finds them. So they disappeared before her eyes, that doesn't mean they're gone, right?]

((late, and tags will be slow. Do you hate me yet? I also need to latelate tag other peoples dream posts, because I'm annoying like that. Yeah, you hate me ♥))