jenny thornton. (thornyton) wrote in wariscoming, @ 2011-06-20 23:25:00 |
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Entry tags: | casey jones, jenny thornton |
Who: Jenny Thornton and Casey Jones
When: June 20
Where: Downtown
What: Jenny arrives, and will likely accuse Casey of being a Shadow Man (aka BIG BAD!)
Status: Incomplete
Rating: TBA
Jenny had been at school when it happened. She had been in the washroom, when the Crying Girl had showed up and accused her of lying to the police about Summer. Jenny had never seen the girl before, and it scared her. How could she possibly know they were lying about Summer? To make matters worse the girl accused Jenny of being a sociopath and a murderer herself.
“Wait?” Jenny called after her, turning to run out of the washroom and follow her. She looked younger, maybe she went to the junior school. All Jenny knew is she had to talk to the girl, she had to find out how she knew – more importantly ask her who she was.
When Jenny pushed the door open however, she froze and her eyes went wide. She wasn’t in the school hallway she was standing in the middle of a street? Jenny whirled around to look for the door but it was gone. She couldn’t help it she was beginning to panic, was this Julian? No, it couldn’t be – he was still trapped in the basement of the house, in the Shadow Land.
“Hello?” Jenny called, looking back to the street, and glancing around. She cleared her throat, trying to get her bearings. “Julian. Is this you?” The very thought of it terrified her. He must be so angry, she had promised herself to him, swore her eternal love for him – they had been bound eternally and she had left him. She had tricked him into thinking she loved him and then trapped him.
She self-consciously rubbed where the ring that bound them together had been, before she had thrown it away. Jenny had been through enough to know that this was real, the nightmares had been real – not that this was a nightmare (or at least she hoped it wasn't), but Jenny just knew. She had spent enough time in the Shadow Land to tell the difference between what was real and what wasn’t.
She also knew the only way to get out of things like this was to go deeper into it - you had to fight it and you had to win. Jenny began to walk down the street, eventually she’d find something and someone then she’d be able to start figuring out how to get home.