Who: Annie Sawyer and John Mitchell What: Visibility Where: HH When: Like a month’s backdate to June 11th because Loz has been crap Status: open to HH residents Warnings: None as of yet.
Annie was stood in the living room of her extended family’s home. The house seemed quiet, but since she’d not been able to make herself visible, everything had seemed a little off kilter, but right now she was sure no one was in. So no pressure, no one waiting to see her.
She hated that they couldn’t see her, but the ability to access the electronics and text had at least reconnected her a little with her family. She had screamed, shouted and sworn. She had cried with them, begged Sophia, completely unheard, not to blame herself, that it wasn’t the tree. Yelled at Mitchell for feeding on Laura, plagued the psychics and other ghosts and no one had helped her.
It blew her mind, living through all this...or dying through it, and she had to be with them, to support them, to love them properly. She prayed to whatever on this island, she need to be seen, heard, touched. They needed her and she desperately needed them.