Vivien Harmon | 05 | [Action/Accidental Video]
[The fallen and forgotten Blackberry rested on the snow, the feed showing a familiar red-haired woman.
Vivien was dazed as she looked around herself. Tree's surrounded her and anyone that knew her previously will notice that she very obviously wasn't pregnant anymore, though there was what seemed to be far too much blood staining her skirt to be normal...was this what heaven was like? The last thing she remembered...pain. Pain and the overall feeling of her strength steadily draining until she couldn't even hold her eyes open any longer.
Turning her eyes to her hands, she slowly clenched them before tilting her head slightly. She felt alive...felt warm...and a quick touch over her wrist revealed that she even had a pulse. How was this possible? ...She knew she was dead. She felt her heart stopping in her chest as she bled out, the strange doctor unable to stop the bleeding.]
...Where am I?
[This place seemed familiar. As though she'd seen it in a dream long ago. Faces flashed through her mind...places. A silver haired kid...Hannibal...Shane...She had been to New York, bought and received presents for Christmas.
She didn't know where to go though, did she walk to where she thought the manor should be or would she even find anything? It all seemed ridiculous, it was nothing but a dream...and yet, these woods seemed so familiar.]
Vivien was dazed as she looked around herself. Tree's surrounded her and anyone that knew her previously will notice that she very obviously wasn't pregnant anymore, though there was what seemed to be far too much blood staining her skirt to be normal...was this what heaven was like? The last thing she remembered...pain. Pain and the overall feeling of her strength steadily draining until she couldn't even hold her eyes open any longer.
Turning her eyes to her hands, she slowly clenched them before tilting her head slightly. She felt alive...felt warm...and a quick touch over her wrist revealed that she even had a pulse. How was this possible? ...She knew she was dead. She felt her heart stopping in her chest as she bled out, the strange doctor unable to stop the bleeding.]
...Where am I?
[This place seemed familiar. As though she'd seen it in a dream long ago. Faces flashed through her mind...places. A silver haired kid...Hannibal...Shane...She had been to New York, bought and received presents for Christmas.
She didn't know where to go though, did she walk to where she thought the manor should be or would she even find anything? It all seemed ridiculous, it was nothing but a dream...and yet, these woods seemed so familiar.]