NIGHTSHIFT 43: RECREATIONAL FIELD

[timeseal]

[ from here ]Instead of another hallway like he was expecting, Rolo was surprised to find a cool breeze flowing in as soon as he opened the door, gazing out into the darkness that blanketed what looked like to be a field of sorts. The beam of his flashlight didn't go very far, and all Rolo could tell was that this looked vaguely familiar - perhaps

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[sanguinario]

Out of the frying pan, into the fire. That was the saying, wasn't it?

Once the crisp cleanliness of the outdoor air hit his senses, his muscles relaxed, if only minutely. A lingering thirst would stay with him as long as he was surrounded by humans, but even blood in an area this large would affect him little. That was a small bit of comfort in an entirely uncomfortable night -

Until the screech hit his senses, and like his sense of smell, it made the sensation twice as painful. Like Jane's power, it inched and wormed its way into his mind, splitting his head open with the frequency of its pitch.

He had been through much worse, this was nothing.

Edward didn't bother trying to cover his ears, knowing it wouldn't help. Instead he dug his fingernails into his temples, giving himself a simpler pain to focus on.

"There's a shed," he said through grit teeth, only guessing as to what the building across the field was. Though the darkness was thick, the small shack's walls were white, making it easier for him to see with what paltry

[sanguinario]

How fast could he run? Here? Normally, he knew. Now he was completely unsure. With the message that seemed to be planted through the entire field - if not directly into his mind - it seemed the choice was literally kill or be killed. Could he get through the other hall without losing control?

Possible. But not probable.

But his thoughts echoed his companion's: this situation was worse than what they had escaped.

"Fast," he said, but he gathered it wouldn't be fast enough. Something was different about the girl the words had come from; while he "heard" a quiet static from Jun and the other humans, this girl was completely blank. Absolutely nothing - she might as well have not been there

ur not gonna get away unscathed

[cryingweapon]

Another message was sent out again, no different from the one before. It promised severe punishment to those who disobeyed her orders:

I told you to go back. Go back to your rooms. Do you want to be killed?

[sanguinario]

Wincing at the pain of the girl's mental voice, the vampire simply nodded silently. To him, it seemed painfully obvious who the voice belonged to. At least the other patients' minds held that soft static sound that was becoming familiar with Jun's presence - but she was altogether different, simply a black hole in this flooding of mental voices. She might as well have not even been there.

He watched the two teenagers successfully scale the wall, the girl seeming to lose interest in the two others she had been talking to directly, drifting over to another pair. That seemed... strange. Though she was clearly threatening them, whatever potential attack she may have used didn't occur. Had they said something to her to make her stop

[cryingweapon]

Several missles had been launched towards the two. The missles exploded upon impact with the ground near the pair.

You had your warning.

[have fun dodging/jumping over the wall. you WILL be burned by the explosions however]