Jan 02, 2011 21:35
[With Ichabod's careful attention, Tom was dressed in a clean, fresh uniform and his body was repaired of any damage done. It was as if he's been asleep but the dream wasn't anywhere near pleasant. He opens his eyes quickly and a sharp gasp escaped his chest. His eyes were filled with terror. He sits up and the sharp psychosomatic pain from the dream made him flinch and fall back on the pillows.]
What.....happened? My mouth....it's so dry.
[He's not sure if there was anyone in the room with him but there was so much going on in his mind that he wasn't sure where to start.]
plot: random talents,
tom hanson,
comment: dende