Nightmare
[Video ]
[ With a jarring bounce the video flashes to life unexpectedly presenting the pitch black darkness of the midnight cloaked room. As the camera, slightly askew from the way it had landed on the ground, adjusts itself to compensate for the lack of light it transmits a lovely view of the hardwood floor. A small dresser sits nearby, no doubt the piece of furniture the Network Device had tumbled off of. And beyond a bed, though from this angle it could not be seen who was sleeping there.
The bed jostles as the unseen figure tosses in his sleep and a muffled gasp escapes his lips. In the throes
of a horrible dream he tosses again, vainly trying to escape the scene playing out in his mind. ]
Nn… no…
[ The muted protest did nothing to end the rapid succession of horrific images nor did the tossing really manage to distract Eagle from the scene he was witnessing.
So much blood. He couldn’t possibly survive, not with injuries like that…
Why did this have to happen? When he was so weak, unable to do anything to prevent… ]
NO!
[ Eagle lashed out against the unseen enemy but the action only managed to sweep the rest of the items off the dresser. He was driven from the restless slumber as the sudden crash of objects hitting the floor reverberated in a deafening cacophony of sound, but not before he sat bolt upright and called out in vain to the person whose life he was desperately trying to save. ]
LANTIS!
[OOC: No Rest for the Wicked curse in which Eagle had a Nightmare about his crush. Aww~ ]
[ With a jarring bounce the video flashes to life unexpectedly presenting the pitch black darkness of the midnight cloaked room. As the camera, slightly askew from the way it had landed on the ground, adjusts itself to compensate for the lack of light it transmits a lovely view of the hardwood floor. A small dresser sits nearby, no doubt the piece of furniture the Network Device had tumbled off of. And beyond a bed, though from this angle it could not be seen who was sleeping there.
The bed jostles as the unseen figure tosses in his sleep and a muffled gasp escapes his lips. In the throes
of a horrible dream he tosses again, vainly trying to escape the scene playing out in his mind. ]
Nn… no…
[ The muted protest did nothing to end the rapid succession of horrific images nor did the tossing really manage to distract Eagle from the scene he was witnessing.
So much blood. He couldn’t possibly survive, not with injuries like that…
Why did this have to happen? When he was so weak, unable to do anything to prevent… ]
NO!
[ Eagle lashed out against the unseen enemy but the action only managed to sweep the rest of the items off the dresser. He was driven from the restless slumber as the sudden crash of objects hitting the floor reverberated in a deafening cacophony of sound, but not before he sat bolt upright and called out in vain to the person whose life he was desperately trying to save. ]
LANTIS!
[OOC: No Rest for the Wicked curse in which Eagle had a Nightmare about his crush. Aww~ ]