Dream || 01 ||
[ooc: Contains Silent Hill monsters which are killed and stomped to dead... I think that's a warning? Iunno.]
Heather can be seen walking through a rather disturbing looking hallway. The walls and floor look as if they were painted with rust and blood. It was nothing short of what most would consider Hell on Earth. If one looked closely, it seemed as if the walls were alive at times. If it weren't for the flashlight that she carries on her vest it might have been near impossible to see anything.
Either way though, she walked through the bleak Otherworld cautiously, handgun in her right hand and a katana in the other. She kept looking around as if to expect someone or something to come out of nowhere.
As if summoned by that thought, the radio she keeps in her pocket started going off with sounds of static. Heather instantly tensed up, stopped walking and looked carefully around her handgun at the ready. The radio suddenly got louder as a Scraper was revealed to be blocking her path. As soon as it saw her there, it began marching to her prepared to attack.
Thinking quickly, she began to fire at it with her gun however it seemed that the thing in front of her was able to block most of the bullets with it's hand blades. She made a sound of disapproval as she pocketed her gun quickly and took the katana in both hands as she charged at the monster.
Not giving it a moment to spare, she slashed at the thing in front of her in a series of relentless attacks. Heather knew she was no where a 'skilled swordsmen' so her only choice was to keep striking it. Eventually, the monster did manage to fight back in which it nearly cut her arm off if she didn't move away in time. Thankfully the wound wasn't serious at the moment so she continued her assault on the monster.
All this happened in what was only 30 seconds real time seemed to last forever on her part. Finally, Heather was able to cut off one of it's arms not at all minding the blood oozing out of it's wound and made a clear swipe at the monsters neck. With blood now dripping from the fatal injuries she caused, it finally fell to the ground. To make sure it was dead though, she made sure to stomp on it's now rotting and bleeding body as hard as she could a few times until the static from the radio was gone.
Once that was over, she went around it and saw a door at the end of the hallway. She then used this chance to get out a medical kit to take care of her still bleeding arm. It didn't take long to mend seeing as by now Heather had gotten used to doing this. Taking this chance to rest, she let out a breath it felt like she was holding forever.
As she leaned against the wall, she reloaded her handgun with bullets she had been thankfully finding along the way. After that small break, Heather stood up straight and picked up the katana she had put on the floor. Not even sparing so much of as glance to the still rotting body, she made for the door armed and ready for whatever laid behind it.
--
[Heather wakes with a start, looking around as if to make sure she wasn't still there. After confirming that she is still in Somarium and there is no Otherworld here, or that she knows of yet, she lets out a breath she had been holding and relaxes a bit staring up at her ceiling. Even though she looked to be relaxed her gun that she keeps is still tightly in her grip. She's not even aware of the Dreamberry still on and that it recorded all that]
Heather can be seen walking through a rather disturbing looking hallway. The walls and floor look as if they were painted with rust and blood. It was nothing short of what most would consider Hell on Earth. If one looked closely, it seemed as if the walls were alive at times. If it weren't for the flashlight that she carries on her vest it might have been near impossible to see anything.
Either way though, she walked through the bleak Otherworld cautiously, handgun in her right hand and a katana in the other. She kept looking around as if to expect someone or something to come out of nowhere.
As if summoned by that thought, the radio she keeps in her pocket started going off with sounds of static. Heather instantly tensed up, stopped walking and looked carefully around her handgun at the ready. The radio suddenly got louder as a Scraper was revealed to be blocking her path. As soon as it saw her there, it began marching to her prepared to attack.
Thinking quickly, she began to fire at it with her gun however it seemed that the thing in front of her was able to block most of the bullets with it's hand blades. She made a sound of disapproval as she pocketed her gun quickly and took the katana in both hands as she charged at the monster.
Not giving it a moment to spare, she slashed at the thing in front of her in a series of relentless attacks. Heather knew she was no where a 'skilled swordsmen' so her only choice was to keep striking it. Eventually, the monster did manage to fight back in which it nearly cut her arm off if she didn't move away in time. Thankfully the wound wasn't serious at the moment so she continued her assault on the monster.
All this happened in what was only 30 seconds real time seemed to last forever on her part. Finally, Heather was able to cut off one of it's arms not at all minding the blood oozing out of it's wound and made a clear swipe at the monsters neck. With blood now dripping from the fatal injuries she caused, it finally fell to the ground. To make sure it was dead though, she made sure to stomp on it's now rotting and bleeding body as hard as she could a few times until the static from the radio was gone.
Once that was over, she went around it and saw a door at the end of the hallway. She then used this chance to get out a medical kit to take care of her still bleeding arm. It didn't take long to mend seeing as by now Heather had gotten used to doing this. Taking this chance to rest, she let out a breath it felt like she was holding forever.
As she leaned against the wall, she reloaded her handgun with bullets she had been thankfully finding along the way. After that small break, Heather stood up straight and picked up the katana she had put on the floor. Not even sparing so much of as glance to the still rotting body, she made for the door armed and ready for whatever laid behind it.
--
[Heather wakes with a start, looking around as if to make sure she wasn't still there. After confirming that she is still in Somarium and there is no Otherworld here, or that she knows of yet, she lets out a breath she had been holding and relaxes a bit staring up at her ceiling. Even though she looked to be relaxed her gun that she keeps is still tightly in her grip. She's not even aware of the Dreamberry still on and that it recorded all that]