nightmare about daleks (Jack-Ace);
[04-10-07] She remembered.
She remembered while she dreamed. The screeching voices, the inhumanity- She understood it. Knew that it was a show, that she'd not lived that and Jack'd not died and they'd not been steering humanity because she'd died for nothing but it'd been so real. Just as real as Coal Hill School. Just as real as she was, as the soldiers were who were killed, just as real as Mike.
Mike. Certified Grade-A asshole. She'd thought he was nice, had thought- but no. He just was using her to get at the Doctor, to have a scapegoat; and then he'd held a gun to her head, had answered the door and got killed by the Dalek Controller.
She knew that.
She knew they were props with little men inside, knew that they didn't exist- but that didn't change anything. Seeing it - seeing them again and hearing them again made her want to be sick, made her want to just curl up and hide and blow them up all at once. But she'd pulled herself together. Gotten herself to sleep.
Attack squad in position. Lower area clear. Exterminate any alien presence.
Small human female. Sidekick of Level 3-
Who're you calling small?!
Stay where you are. Do not move.
Exterminate. Exterminate. EXTERMINATE-
It'd never been this bad. She was shaking, sweat painting her skin, curled up in a ball, pulled herself away from Jack- She was going to die. They were going to get- and they'd kill her, and kill Jack and Mike and the Doctor-
She whimpered as she was lost in the nightmare, as she was trapped and surrounded and they were all screeching and she could feel the cold of the wall pressed against her back-
She was going to die.
OOC: FTB
She remembered while she dreamed. The screeching voices, the inhumanity- She understood it. Knew that it was a show, that she'd not lived that and Jack'd not died and they'd not been steering humanity because she'd died for nothing but it'd been so real. Just as real as Coal Hill School. Just as real as she was, as the soldiers were who were killed, just as real as Mike.
Mike. Certified Grade-A asshole. She'd thought he was nice, had thought- but no. He just was using her to get at the Doctor, to have a scapegoat; and then he'd held a gun to her head, had answered the door and got killed by the Dalek Controller.
She knew that.
She knew they were props with little men inside, knew that they didn't exist- but that didn't change anything. Seeing it - seeing them again and hearing them again made her want to be sick, made her want to just curl up and hide and blow them up all at once. But she'd pulled herself together. Gotten herself to sleep.
Attack squad in position. Lower area clear. Exterminate any alien presence.
Small human female. Sidekick of Level 3-
Who're you calling small?!
Stay where you are. Do not move.
Exterminate. Exterminate. EXTERMINATE-
It'd never been this bad. She was shaking, sweat painting her skin, curled up in a ball, pulled herself away from Jack- She was going to die. They were going to get- and they'd kill her, and kill Jack and Mike and the Doctor-
She whimpered as she was lost in the nightmare, as she was trapped and surrounded and they were all screeching and she could feel the cold of the wall pressed against her back-
She was going to die.
OOC: FTB