You may have mused in the past, 'Am I mortal?'
Characters: Dorian, open
Rating: PG-13-R due to blood and sickness and possibly language
Time Period: Modern
Location: Dorian's room
Relative Date: Current
Status: Open to anyone who heard his transmission begging for help
Dorian was laying on his side on the Oriental carpet, his face dead-white except for the pink flecks on his lips. His spidery fingers were just caught on the edge of his cellphone, as if he tried to reach it just before blacking out. He was unconscious and gasping for air. His appearance was unkempt, as if he has been sick for days without telling anyone, hiding in his room. His skin was dry and burning with a high fever.
The whole room has an air of dark, heavy sickness about it.
Rating: PG-13-R due to blood and sickness and possibly language
Time Period: Modern
Location: Dorian's room
Relative Date: Current
Status: Open to anyone who heard his transmission begging for help
Dorian was laying on his side on the Oriental carpet, his face dead-white except for the pink flecks on his lips. His spidery fingers were just caught on the edge of his cellphone, as if he tried to reach it just before blacking out. He was unconscious and gasping for air. His appearance was unkempt, as if he has been sick for days without telling anyone, hiding in his room. His skin was dry and burning with a high fever.
The whole room has an air of dark, heavy sickness about it.