(no subject)
Who: Jason Bourne, Slade Wilson, and some fucking ghosts.
What: Your warden has been kidnapped by ninjas. Are you a bad enough dude to rescue your warden?
When: The following events take place between 7:00 and 8:00 AM. [Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.]
Where: West wing.
Warnings: Trauma times.
Bourne didn't know which way was up anymore. The saturation chamber hadn't broken him yet, but that didn't mean it wasn't awfully close. It was too loud. His head was pounding, the headache only adding to his growing feeling of disorientation.
And worst of all were the ghosts. Hirsch, with an ugly smile on his face as his subject went through Blackbriar's induction process a hundred times. Abbott, standing silent and passing judgment on Blackbriar's lone failure.
And Marie.
She burned with anger, with a fury unlike any he had ever seen. And she kept telling him, in words like body blows, that it was his fault she was dead.
That apparition was the one pushing him closest to madness.
What: Your warden has been kidnapped by ninjas. Are you a bad enough dude to rescue your warden?
When: The following events take place between 7:00 and 8:00 AM. [Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.]
Where: West wing.
Warnings: Trauma times.
Bourne didn't know which way was up anymore. The saturation chamber hadn't broken him yet, but that didn't mean it wasn't awfully close. It was too loud. His head was pounding, the headache only adding to his growing feeling of disorientation.
And worst of all were the ghosts. Hirsch, with an ugly smile on his face as his subject went through Blackbriar's induction process a hundred times. Abbott, standing silent and passing judgment on Blackbriar's lone failure.
And Marie.
She burned with anger, with a fury unlike any he had ever seen. And she kept telling him, in words like body blows, that it was his fault she was dead.
That apparition was the one pushing him closest to madness.