For I have made her prison be her every step away from me [graphic]
When Abby arrives in the basement of the Kashtta, she's not alone. There's a soldier at her back, fully armed and kitted out, and they both look confused and surprised.
Which given the circumstances is perfectly reasonable.
"...it must have opened up right on top of us." She looks around, rubbing her arms. This place is damn creepy, after all. Why does Cutter get all the nice, happy, crustaceans-that-will-eat-your-FACE anomalies and when she falls through it's something out of a bad horror film set? Somehow this seems unfair. "But that doesn't make sense. Connor--"
"Maybe his detector malfunctioned again."
"Hey, it never malfunctioned in the first place." She pokes hesitantly forward, running one hand along the wall until she reaches the Kashtta's journal. A moment of flipping through it is all she needs before she's dropping it and turning back to the soldier.
"All right, we're out of here. Cutter needs to know about this." And she wants to get the hell out. There's a moment of debate as the soldier adjusts his gun and steps into the weird, swirling anomaly--take the book or no?--but then someone is screaming in an entirely inhuman pitch, a scream that's cut off like a book slammed shut. Abby whips around just in time to get a face full of human puree.
Shock. Frozen. Can't think. Breathe. Half of the soldier's gun is still on the ground. So is half of one arm. Abby backs away from the Rift, then freezes, looks around like a mouse driven into a corner. Something here? Future predator? Helen--
She can't think, plan, prepare to fight. All Abby can do is feel the blood and god knows what sliding down her arms to drip onto the floor.
Which given the circumstances is perfectly reasonable.
"...it must have opened up right on top of us." She looks around, rubbing her arms. This place is damn creepy, after all. Why does Cutter get all the nice, happy, crustaceans-that-will-eat-your-FACE anomalies and when she falls through it's something out of a bad horror film set? Somehow this seems unfair. "But that doesn't make sense. Connor--"
"Maybe his detector malfunctioned again."
"Hey, it never malfunctioned in the first place." She pokes hesitantly forward, running one hand along the wall until she reaches the Kashtta's journal. A moment of flipping through it is all she needs before she's dropping it and turning back to the soldier.
"All right, we're out of here. Cutter needs to know about this." And she wants to get the hell out. There's a moment of debate as the soldier adjusts his gun and steps into the weird, swirling anomaly--take the book or no?--but then someone is screaming in an entirely inhuman pitch, a scream that's cut off like a book slammed shut. Abby whips around just in time to get a face full of human puree.
Shock. Frozen. Can't think. Breathe. Half of the soldier's gun is still on the ground. So is half of one arm. Abby backs away from the Rift, then freezes, looks around like a mouse driven into a corner. Something here? Future predator? Helen--
She can't think, plan, prepare to fight. All Abby can do is feel the blood and god knows what sliding down her arms to drip onto the floor.