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[19 Aug 2009|10:36am] |
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Who: Isabel & Jeremy
Where: The Cabins
When: 6am
What: Isabel is trying to stay awake
Shooting upright, Isabel tried to keep quiet so she didn't wake Jeremy. She had had that nightmare again. She couldn't tell Jer about her nightmares. First? He would probably freak out. Second? He would worry about her.
She quietly got up and looked out the window for a moment, trying to catch her breath. She put a hand over her stomach, making sure it was completely flat and safe. Nightmares were coming true, and she couldn't stop it. What if hers did?
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[19 Aug 2009|11:43am] |
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Who: Nadia & Marcus
When: 4am
Where: Mysteria Woods
What: Nadia relives a traumatic experience
Nadia was having the nightmare again. She knew it was a nightmare, a memory, that no matter how awful and vivid it felt, if she could just wake up, the pain and the horror would fade away, and she'd be fine again.
She tried forcing herself to consciousness, the problem was, it didn't seem to be working. If anything the dream was becoming more vivid, the stench of bloody violent death surrounding her, filling her nose, the weight of the corpses crushing. She pushed them aside, her chest and left shoulder burning painfully from the bullet still lodged deep in her flesh, dragging herself upwards to the surface as she did so. Finally she reached the top of the pile, looking around in confusion. Something wasn't right. Usually, this was the part where she became an animal, a panther, the change forced by the rising full moon. Only it wasn't happening this time. She looked to the sky, and it was different. The stars were aligned differently. The moon was nowhere in sight.
Disoriented, she looked around in confusion, realization slowly dawning on her. She wasn't in Myanmar... she wasn't even asleep. She was in the Mysteria woods, and she wasn't dreaming, but she was actually in a pit full of corpses.
Breath coming in ragged gasping sobs, she clambered over the cold dead bodies as best she could eventually reaching the edge of the pit and pulling herself onto solid ground. She lay there on the frozen ground, weeping for a moment, then grabbed onto a tree and dragged herself to her feet, then stumbled through the seemingly endless maze of the woods until she found the cabin, one hand pressed to the wound in her chest, the other clutching her abdomen. She'd lost a lot of blood, was her baby okay?
Mounting the steps the porch, she raised her fist and banged on the door, then leaned against it and slid down, leaving a smear of blood as she did so, collapsing in a heap on the planks.
"Marcus!" It came out as little more than a gasp, so she banged on the door again, and raised her voice as much as she could, "Marcus!"
"Marcus, help me..." She muttered as black oblivion overwhelmed her, "Please Lubimuy, help..."
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[19 Aug 2009|10:31pm] |
Who: Harper and Brian
When: Morning
Where: Brian's cabin
What: Harper's nightmare comes true.
Like so many in Mysteria, Harper had been having nightmares. They weren't anything too horrible, not like some were having. She just kept dreaming that she had shifted into the wolf and was stuck in that form. So when she woke up in bed in her form wolf, to say she was a bit freaked was an understatement. She tried shifting back even though it was dangerous to do without Jeremy but couldn't. In the end she ended up laying down with her head on her paws and whining.
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