Davia De Angelis (calculated_fate) wrote in tiberiusswann, @ 2009-09-27 11:39:00 |
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Entry tags: | davia, sydni |
Monday - 1/21/08
Who: Davia and OPEN (but be forewarned, your character will probably be fed upon)
When: Monday Evening
Where: Wandering the halls of TJS
What: Trying to pick up the pieces...
Something was wrong. Very wrong. The previous day, Davia had been minding her own business, sitting in her office nursing a hangover and staring at a picture of herself, Charlie, and Maggie when all of a sudden, the strangest feeling washed over her. She closed her eyes, waiting for it to pass, and when she opened them, she had no idea where she was, who the people in the picture were, or who she was even. It was a terrifying feeling. She had scoured the room for something, anything, even the slightest clue, and she had finally found something, an ID card apparently. The girl on the ID looked like the girl in the photo who looked like the girl in the mirror. Shaye. Apparently her name was Shaye De Angelis and she lived in Los Angeles. Of course, when she looked out the window, it didn't look anything like LA outside. It looked cold and bleak and dreary.
Shaye had been afraid for a very long while to leave the confines of the room. It was until she had decided that she was hungry and determined that there were no snacks hidden in what appeared to be an office that she ventured out and into the halls to see what she could find. It was still a bit light outside, and something about that scared her, and told her not to step outside of the doors. Eventually she found a tunnel that seemed to run underground and though she was terrified, she followed it through, and she managed to find her way into another building. There were more people here. And just through the power of sheer observation alone, she determined that she was not the only one that had no idea who she was. What could have possibly happened?
Her mouth felt dry and her stomach felt queasy and she felt really weak and light headed. A hand moved to the wall to help steady herself as she continued to walk, carefully avoiding anyone she might meet. She had no idea where she was going though. She had no idea how far it might possibly be to the kitchens or why, when she felt so weak and thirsty, that the mere thought of food turned her stomach. She could feel her heart thumping hard inside her chest. She could hear her blood rushing behind her ears. Blood... The thought of that appealed to her deeply though she couldn't possibly know why. Her eyes fluttered closed as they rolled back into her head and she felt herself slipping away. She crumpled to the floor.