InsaneJournal

Day 1
Who: Brigitte Fitzgerald and Open (Rose is welcomed to join if she wants)
What: Brigitte wakes up in Vas Captio and is really confused.
When: 8:14am; Day one
Where: 503 Oakgrove Court
Rating: TBD
Status: In-progress

The past few weeks had been utter hell for Brigitte Fitzgerald. First, she had to deal with another werewolf hunting her, then got locked up in a rehab clinic only to escape to a cabin in the woods with a psycho kid, a pervert, a drug counselor and a werewolf to deal with. The last three were dead now (as far as Brigitte knew) but the psycho kid a.k.a Ghost had survived and locked Brigitte in the cellar. The teenager couldn’t blame Ghost for locking her up as Brigitte was quickly transforming into a monster but she would have preferred a bullet in the head.

Instead, Brigitte completed her transformation into a werewolf and spent the last two weeks in an animalistic haze before eventually regaining a sense of her human self. Over a couple of days, she slowly and painfully managed to turn back into her human form. When Ghost left the cabin to get food, Brigitte took the opportunity to escape the cellar. She rummaged through the house and managed to find a pair of jeans and a green t-shirt in Barbara’s bedroom. Since Ghost’s grandmother was currently burnt to a crisp and in the hospital, Brigitte figured the old lady wouldn’t mind. Brigitte hauled on the clothes when she shivered, feeling weak. I must be dehydrated or hungry, the girl thought and tried to head to the kitchen when everything turned black.

She awoke lying on a carpeted floor, her mouth dry and the smell of something burning filling her nose. Groaning, Brigitte sat up and blearily looked around the room. Her head was pounding and everything seemed too bright. It took a few minutes before she realized that this wasn’t Ghost’s cabin. Her body went rigid and her stomach churned with fear. Where was she? How had she gotten here? Desperately, her eyes darted around the room looking for clues when she spied a package nearby.

Snatching the kit, Brigitte studied it and read the words Vas Captio. What the fuck does that mean? she thought as opened it. Inside it was an odd assortment but Brigitte only had eyes for water. Anything to get the dryness out of her mouth. She opened it and took a long sip before looking at what else was there. A journal with a pen, empty packet of matches, socks, gum and what looked like a map.

“What the hell is going on here?” she muttered as she put the contents back in the kit. Climbing to her feet, Brigitte headed for the bedroom door. Her feet were bare and her footsteps were muffled by the carpet. “Hello?” She called out as opened the door. “Is anyone here?”