Derek Reese (derek__reese) wrote in omega_reality, @ 2013-05-19 15:59:00 |
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RP: Derek suffers from a flashback
Who: Derek, Travis, TJ, many others, will add tags as needed
Where: Travis', the safe house
When: Sunday, May 19, 2013
Summary: Derek suffered a flashback
Derek was walking around the trailer park. People were getting ready for their Sunday picnic. The air was cooler than had been the past week. Everything seemed calm and quiet, but it wasn't enough for Derek to relax. They might not be worried about the government, but there were other dangers now, and he'd seen how the rift looked, how easily someone could be taken away from them, and he made sure to patrol the area to prevent any more losses.
The houses were close to each others. The windows were open in most of them. He could hear discussions and arguments, and then something else. It started softly, the sound washing over him, making his skin crawl. He should move back, retreat, run before it was too late and then...
Derek was in a room. The light was blinding him. He tried to close his eyes, but he couldn't They were taped back, open, forcing him to stare into her face. She looked so calm, peaceful, but Derek knew better. She didn't feel anything. No matter how many times he screamed, how many times he begged, she felt nothing. He could feel the pain in chest. She had cut him, but that hadn't been enough. No, because she wasn't interested in killing him, but breaking him. The cut was shallow, but painful. He didn't know what she was pouring into it, it smelled like lemon, but they didn't have any left, before he could think things through he was kicking and screaming, and then he was free. He could run, and he ran, fast, before she caught up with him, before he would give her the location of their shelters, he ran from her and yet the music grew louder, closer. Maybe he could kill her, maybe he could make it end.
He kicked the door and aimed for the music, for her head. He aimed and shot.