Abigail Hobbs (teacup_shatters) wrote in thespotrpg, @ 2022-03-23 12:47:00 |
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Entry tags: | abigail hobbs, cassie lang |
Who: Abigail Hobbs and Open
What: Abigail's had a nightmare.
When: March 23, early morning
Where: Outside Cabin Three
Status: Open, ongoing
Warnings: Mentions of a nightmare containing abuse/violence (not detailed), trauma related to that violence.
Abigail woke slowly from a nightmare, surrounded by voices whispering to her. The voices belonged to her father and his victims. She knew they weren't real and that didn't make them any less terrifying. The voices seemed louder than usual. Of course they did. She had been sleeping on her side, with her good ear pressed to the pillow. She sat up quickly, trying to find other sounds to focus on. With her hearing loss and the early hour, it was difficult.
Abigail stood up and changed out of her pyjamas into her new normal clothes - clothes that she had actually picked out and bought herself. That was part of the freedom in her new life. Focus on that, she reminded herself and yet her father's voice lingered in her mind. She made her way to the closet near the door, pulling on her coat and boots. As a final step, she wrapped a scarf around her neck carefully, covering her scars. There. It was like she was normal. The feeling of fresh, crisp air should clear her mind. Hopefully.
Abigail walked outside and leaned against a tree, focusing on the sounds and smells of the early morning. It was similar to Hannibal's blindfold therapy, only her eyes were wide open. It was working too. The imaginary voices in her head were gone. She almost felt safe, until she heard someone approaching her. She tensed up, but managed to look over at them. "Good morning."