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Shizuka Doumeki (throughyoureye) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,

Domeki hadn't slept. To be quite honest, he wasn't sure that he had managed sleep since the time before he had awakened in that strange cell with Bell and he was beginning to doubt when he'd next be able to actually lie down and have a meaningful rest. He had tried to do just that, after the experiment and once he had returned to the safety of a real building, but then the noises from the woods had begun. He had briefly argued with himself that investigating would be the best idea - but the part of him that was too tired and worn to be much good to anyone had rapidly won out.

And then, with the sunrise, came the intermittent noise of sirens.

The initial concern Domeki had felt at the first wail had faded rapidly with regular repeats and he had soon decided to venture out - if nothing else, he knew that he could use a shower and there was the vague hope that either the gas station or the pharmacy would have restocked some hygienic supplies in the short time that he had been gone.

His first choice of the pharmacy offered him nothing of use and he was just opening the door to the gas station to have another try when an ear-splitting squeal reached him. His nerves still frayed from the day before, Domeki found himself tensing in anticipation of some manner of attack - so he could only blink when his eyes registered what appeared to be Shannon, only she was wearing the oddest costume he had ever seen in his life.

"Shannon?" He called rather doubtfully. Rather suddenly, he found himself wondering if it was possible to get so tired that one could dream while sleepwalking.