Re: Nish/Jocelyn - an isolated table ~7:45
Nish smirked at her, chewing and swallowing the pepper in her mouth. “I can’t guarantee the others will talk about it if you bring it up, but…” she looked up, around them at the assembled tenants, “everyone here knows about it. We were all there. And Rafe…” she stopped herself before she went too far, but then decided that she might as well say it. “Near the end of that week...Rafe and I...we were attacked. By…something.” She frowned and shook her head, not having words for whatever it was. The beginnings of a headache started in her temples as she tried to conjure the broken memory; one of the many things she’s forgotten recently.
“I don’t remember much of it, just...peices. But someone...something...was chasing us down the stairwell. We had to barricade it in to get away from it.” She paused again, looking away, not exactly happy about having to explain the next bit. “I had to ask Rafe what happened because...it’s as if something tried to erase my memory of it, but only got about half of it. I get flashes of movement, of running down the stairs, shoving stones under the door, but...there’s huge gaps between those things. And that’s not the only thing I’ve apparently forgotten,” she added uncomfortably, her eyes lifting to glance at Rafe and then away again.