-her arms were raw and bleeding; she had been scratching herself ever since she had woke up. In a room that wasn't hers. Where she slept on a bare mattress, on the floor with a single sheet for cover.-
What the crap is going on here?
-she had no idea what was going on. Last she remembered, she was sitting in the living room with Eric, wondering why he brought her candy and flowers. But now? Now she felt as though she were going to die from pain; she wanted something. The question was, what?-
-grimacing, she finally managed to pull herself up from where she sat on the mattress, her eyes going around instantly to take in her surroundings: clothes scattered on the floor, burger wrappers and other miscellaneous bits of trash. It looked like what she imagined the Ratray's house looked like before it got demolished by Bill.-
Wha... What's wrong wtih me?
-her body was shivering now, aching for some unknown thing, craving it and feeling as though it would shrivel up and die if she did not get it. She licked at her lips, trying to hydrate them a bit before turning slowly and gasping at her reflection in the mirror. She looked, to say the least, terrible. Her eyes were sunken in and had dark circles around them, her skin pulled tight against her cheeks as though she hadn't eaten in days, and she was thirsty.... So very, very thirsty. She wiped at her eyes and stumbled to the door, opening it and looking out into a hallway, then frowning. She had no memory of this place, not one.-
Where.... the crap.... am I?
-apprehension filling her, she took a meager step forward and ventured into the darkness of the hallway, not knowing what would jump out in front of her.-
What the crap is going on here?
-she had no idea what was going on. Last she remembered, she was sitting in the living room with Eric, wondering why he brought her candy and flowers. But now? Now she felt as though she were going to die from pain; she wanted something. The question was, what?-
-grimacing, she finally managed to pull herself up from where she sat on the mattress, her eyes going around instantly to take in her surroundings: clothes scattered on the floor, burger wrappers and other miscellaneous bits of trash. It looked like what she imagined the Ratray's house looked like before it got demolished by Bill.-
Wha... What's wrong wtih me?
-her body was shivering now, aching for some unknown thing, craving it and feeling as though it would shrivel up and die if she did not get it. She licked at her lips, trying to hydrate them a bit before turning slowly and gasping at her reflection in the mirror. She looked, to say the least, terrible. Her eyes were sunken in and had dark circles around them, her skin pulled tight against her cheeks as though she hadn't eaten in days, and she was thirsty.... So very, very thirsty. She wiped at her eyes and stumbled to the door, opening it and looking out into a hallway, then frowning. She had no memory of this place, not one.-
Where.... the crap.... am I?
-apprehension filling her, she took a meager step forward and ventured into the darkness of the hallway, not knowing what would jump out in front of her.-
