Nightshift 43: Chapel

[timeseal]

[ from here ]If it wasn't for the fact that this night was growing gradually more absurd by the minute, Rolo would have been mildly surprised to find that the room he just entered looked like a chapel or church of some sort. He also should have been surprised to find what sounded like a fountain all the way in the front of the room, situated where

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[otnemememento]

[No worries! :D Leonard is about to have a total meltdown as it is.]

"Don't you hear that?" he asked incredulously, still looking for the source of the sound. Leonard's grip tightened on his makeshift weapon as he looked around, the intercom screeching louder. He could her her last breaths as clear as if she were on the other side. Fuck! Is it a recording? How the fuck could they have a fucking tape of that?

His hand went to the side of his head, the side where he'd been injured that night. It hurt just as badly as if he'd been rammed into the mirror again. He could feel the blood trickling between his fingers, his vision dazed for a moment as he stumbled. He moved his hand into the light of his flashlight- I'm... not bleeding? What the fuck is this?

The sounds continued- he could hear himself fighting with one of the intruders, his wife still trying to breath as she struggled from under the plastic shower curtain. The recording got louder as he heard the sound of shattering glass through the speaker.

"Where the hell did you get that!?" he shouted in the empty chapel, his blood boiling. "Who the fuck are you!?"

[roseoverture]

"Leonard, it's got to be another trick! I don't hear anything!" Utena tried to tell the man, grabbing for his shoulder and trying her best to block out the sounds of scraping metal and ghostly screams so that she could focus on helping her companion. She hoped that a firm grab and shake would snap the man out of whatever vision he was having. If not, she was going to drag him out of the Chapel by force.