Annie Cresta (madwinner) wrote in snapthread, @ 2019-04-03 16:49:00 |
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Entry tags: | rose tyler |
WHO: Annie Cresta and OPEN
WHAT: Annie's arrival
WHERE: The square
WHEN: April 3rd, mid-afternoon
RATING: Medium? TBC.
Annie took a deep, shuddering breath. It spilled into her lungs like water, sharp and so fresh that it made her cough. The walls were gone. The bed was gone. All that was left was open space and cool air and a breeze which brushed against her bare legs. What were they doing to her? Annie opened her mouth to scream, but nothing came out. Just more air, flooding in and pressing against her until her head started to pound.
No. Nononono. Why couldn't they just stop it?
Her head felt like it might explode, and all of a sudden images danced in front of her eyes. Annie slammed her eyes shut and let her hands fly up to cover her ears.
Nonononononono...
A canon went off somewhere in her head, screaming through her, and she flinched. Annie pressed the noise into a small ball and hid it away at the back of her mind, carefully closing it off and following it up with the rest of her, section by painful section, moment by moment, until there was nothing left.
She didn't hear the footsteps that warned her of an approaching visitor. She didn't hear any words that may or may not have been spoken, or feel the shiver that shot along her body to fight off the chill in her thin hospital gown. Annie remained standing barefoot, hands over her ears, staring at nothing.