[stupid Silent Hill.]

[magnaccia]

There's a loud bang, and suddenly, in Mihael, Meile, Near, Light, and whoever else stays there's room, is Meile.

He doesn't look like he normally does, though. For one, he's covered in blood. His shirt has a giant gaping hole in the front and back, as though something had gone right through the middle of his stomach, but he isn't injured. His hair

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[magnaccia]

::about an hour or two later::

Screeeeeeeeech, screeeeeeeech...

There's that noise again. Metal on concrete floor, being dragged down the hallway. It sounds close, and he's breathing hard from running, running so fast. Malicious giggles come from the walls, which he's very carefully staying away from, and the metal sound is right behind him, so he can't stop running, even though his breathing hurts and catches in his throat. He can't stop, because it's right there, right there---

--Meile is still asleep, of course, but he's moving, his breathing speeding up.

[magnaccia]

Meile mumbles incoherently, tossing a little, his breathing sharp now--

--And there it is, right there, and it's dragging it's knife and it's covered in blood, drenched in it. The grating sound is louder than ever, and it's quicker, just like it's footsteps. It's found it's prey, and it's closing in--

--Meile's began to thrash, making frantic noises--

--There's those grey children again, and they grab him, cackling, shoving him to the floor and stabbing him into place, knives slipping easily through his wrists and into the floor below, through his feet as well, nailing him to the ground. He can see it looming over him, and it raises the knife above it's head, and Meile screams--

He screams himself awake, throwing his arms over his head, sobbing. He reaches out and grabs Mihael's hand, clinging tightly.

Ohgodohgodohgodnota-fuckin'-gain--!

[magnaccia]

Meile isn't fully aware where he is for a moment, and he gasps for a moment, trembling. But then he remembers, with help from Mihael's words, that he's in Light and Mihael's room, and he counts half in his head, half out loud, taking deep breaths to calm himself.

...drei, vier, funf, sechs...

It helps, and Mihael's hand helps, and finally he's able to calm down. He lays there for a moment more, relaxing gradually, and then he opens his eyes, looking up at Mihael in a sort of blank, relaxed distress. He lets go of Mihael's hand and pulls it close to him, with a shivery sigh.

...Mihael.

[magnaccia]

S'okay, kid.

Meile sits up slowly, and offers Mihael an empty smile, lacking emotion. All he wants right now is a shower, really. The blood feels grimy on his skin and clothes, and he wonders idly if he has enough shirts for both him and Near to wear, since he'd offered Near one not too long ago.

Are ya a'ight?

[magnaccia]

Ya sure?

Meile watches Mihael move his hair, and then nods, still slow and deliberate in evertyhing he does. He stops to think for a moment, then hesitantly replies in German:

Yes. It'd be nice.

[magnaccia]

Meile hears the accent, and his smile wobbles into something a little bit more real. He reaches out and tugs Mihael's hair gently, affectionately, and stands up, shuffling off toward the bathroom. He pauses halfway there, and turns to look at Mihael with a softened look.

Thanks, kid.

[magnaccia]

He shakes his head a little, and then stumbles a little as he walks toward the bathroom.

N-nah... think I can handle it.

He breathes in a little sharply, not really wanting to be alone, but he thinks he can manage.

[magnaccia]

Y-yeah, I... I will.

He waves a hand, then goes to the bathroom and closes the door. He reaches to lock it, then reconsiders and leaves it alone, moving toward the shower. When he manages to get his ruined shirt off, leaving his pants on because they're barely in one piece anyway and it's too much of an effort, he steps into the scaldingly hot running water, and it feels good. It's calming.

He stands there and stares at the floor, watching the blood wash out of his hair and off his body, turning the water red. He shudders a little at the sight, and starts to count again, mumbling in German.

He's in there for a long time, barely noticing that the water's turning freezing and that he's shivering slightly.