Isabel Evans betrayed an entire kingdom for love (alienprincess) wrote in zombieslogs, @ 2013-08-01 21:27:00 |
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Entry tags: | isabel evans, spike |
Who: Isabel and Spike
What: Isabel dreamwalks Dick Roman
When: tonight
Where: Spike's cell in the prison
Warnings: she's going to see inside Dick Roman's head.
Isabel was nervous. She had done a lot of dreamwalking over the years. Every since she was ten years old and she had accidentally slipped into one of her mother's dreams. In the last decade she had spent a lot of time perfecting and fine tuning her skill. It was what made her special. Max could heal and Tess could alter reality and Isabel could walk into a person's mind. She wasn't a mind reader or anything like that but she could visit a dream and observe it undisturbed. She rarely interacted with the people in her dreams although there had been rare exceptions like when her and Kyle were having fun with her powers. It was just like taking a sneak peek into someone's subconscious. She couldn't influence a dream's landscape the way ghosts could.
She gave Spike a nervous look and lay down on the bunk next to him, her blackberry in between them. She needed a focal point and Dick's post on the network would have to do. She raised her eyes up to meet Spike's. "This will only work if Dick is sleeping too." She had no idea what kind of hours Dick kept but there was a good chance they would have to retry the experiment. He either had to be asleep or drugged or impaired somehow for Isabel to get in. She closed her eyes and tried to make herself comfortable. She hadn't wanted to do this alone and Max was working at the infirmary. Spike was the person she was closest to in the prison because they had traveled together for so long.
It didn't take long for her to get swept away and suddenly Isabel was standing in a dark room. She knew that it was a dream because they always felt different. For a moment in that inky black room she had thought that this wouldn't be as bad as she imagined. The air rushed right out of her as she was catapulted from one scene to the next. Everything oozed with black around the edges, so much black goo she was constantly brushing it off of her. It smelled even worse than it felt. So much black, so much death. Flesh ripping, teeth grinding and the body parts. The fucking body parts. Isabel wanted to gag but she was just along for the ride. She could feel it's hunger as it bounded through a very bad place. This was the ultimate punishment corner. It was so bland and oppressive all at the same time. Everything was dull like the color had been drained from it but there was excitement in the hunt and the kill. This place was very dangerous.
Isabel wrapped her arms around herself as she looked around. Purgatory. It was cold and it felt dangerous. It was dangerous. There was a monster lurking around every single corner. Dick wasn't sleeping, she suddenly realized. Leviathans didn't sleep. More of that sticky gooey black tar dripped down all around her. She was stepping in the stuff, leaving muddy tracks behind. She didn't know how she could be in his unconscious if he wasn't sleeping. This was new territory for Isabel.
There was a woman with hair like oak and eyes like death. She was grinding herbs when he devoured her. Her memories transferring to him and through Isabel. Amy Madison, age twenty two, former rat current witch. She turned herself into a rat and could never turn back. Isabel reeled back at the pain of that. But before long Dick was finished digesting and Isabel knew she had overstayed her welcome.
"Hello, Isabel."
His voice came from everywhere at once like on a loudspeaker system or something. It was like she was trapped in his head. Her heart began to race and she began to panic.
"No, no NO!" Isabel sat straight up on Spike's bunk still yelling. His hands reached out to her and she instantly fought them away for one panicked second before she realized that she was back in the prison and she was safe and alive. She wasn't trapped in that horror, that purgatory. Her eyes instantly filled with tears and she pulled her knees up to her chest. "He killed someone, Spike. I felt it. He did it right in front of me. On purpose."