dream ~ three
Privacy: Open, but dark and murky, with moments of static - the dream is this way to Anew as well. The mun apologises for experimenting with writing blurry static effects 8D;
Darkness. That’s all you’re aware of. Darkness and warmth all around, and a strange heav----s in all of your limbs. Not just your limbs, but your enti-- body, even d--n to your eyelids. Eve----ing feels heavy, untested, unused. But t----’s no sounds. No real ones, at least - other than the sound of your breathing and the beat--- of your heart.
Your mind, on the --her hand, is filled with thoughts and -----ibilities and ideas, racing light-years ahead of your body even though right now, all you can thi-- is Where am I? What’s hap---ing?
Any ideas other than that are le-- --essing right now. You manage to crack your e--s open, vision blurred and full of human-shaped ---dows that swim crazily behi-- a thick, blue b---ier, bright squares of light marked with --ta of some kind. And voices, now, also bl--red and filtering their way from the o----de to your ears.
“…waves of Subject 3 se… ve increased -”
“Sir… her eyes… en!”
“… aware?”
“…increase the amount …ative, … too early in the plan for… -”
It’s almost nonsensical, even though you understand every w-rd. A- --- heaviness in yo-- ---bs returns and your eyelids are forc-- -ack shut, the world spin---- out of ---trol into noth---ness, your last conscious thought -- ------- but confusion.
[Anew stares at the Dreamberry for a long moment, her expression unreadable, before she rolls over slowly without saying anything.]
Darkness. That’s all you’re aware of. Darkness and warmth all around, and a strange heav----s in all of your limbs. Not just your limbs, but your enti-- body, even d--n to your eyelids. Eve----ing feels heavy, untested, unused. But t----’s no sounds. No real ones, at least - other than the sound of your breathing and the beat--- of your heart.
Your mind, on the --her hand, is filled with thoughts and -----ibilities and ideas, racing light-years ahead of your body even though right now, all you can thi-- is Where am I? What’s hap---ing?
Any ideas other than that are le-- --essing right now. You manage to crack your e--s open, vision blurred and full of human-shaped ---dows that swim crazily behi-- a thick, blue b---ier, bright squares of light marked with --ta of some kind. And voices, now, also bl--red and filtering their way from the o----de to your ears.
“…waves of Subject 3 se… ve increased -”
“Sir… her eyes… en!”
“… aware?”
“…increase the amount …ative, … too early in the plan for… -”
It’s almost nonsensical, even though you understand every w-rd. A- --- heaviness in yo-- ---bs returns and your eyelids are forc-- -ack shut, the world spin---- out of ---trol into noth---ness, your last conscious thought -- ------- but confusion.
[Anew stares at the Dreamberry for a long moment, her expression unreadable, before she rolls over slowly without saying anything.]