First Horror: Please god be a dream

[promfromhell]

[She wakes up. And for one wonderful moment she thinks it was a dream. It was only a dream. She hadn't gone to the prom yet. She hadn't been laughed at, she hadn't been made a fool of, she hadn't killed them... momma hadn't stabbed her...
Momma!
She looks around the room and....and....she's in a strange place in a white nightgown....]

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[grumpygumballs]

[Sup Carrie? A lanky man has just accidentally bumped into you as he's stalked the streets himself, grumpily looking this way and that. Upon seeing he's walked into someone, Benson immediately turns around and

is apologetic.]

Oh. Uh. Sorry kid. You alright?

[promfromhell]

[Stumbles a bit. But isn't surprised. She is surprised by the apology and looks back to see if its real.]

I'm...fine.

[grumpygumballs]

[It is. Benson scratches the back of his head a bit.]

Sorry. I'm just-

Look. I'm new here. Any chance you can help me out?

[promfromhell]

I just woke up here.

[grumpygumballs]

[He lets out an annoyed sigh and rubs his face, but it isn't directed at you Carrie. Dude just does not do well with high stress situations.]

Yeah, alright then.

God. I hate this place already.

[promfromhell]

[She just inches back a little.]

[grumpygumballs]

[Oh. Whoops. He probably should have chosen his words with this better. Which causes him to sigh again. A people person, he is not.]

I'm sorry. I didn't mean that at you or anything kid, I-

Look. Is there anything I could do to help you, I guess?

[Not like he has any fucking clue what he's going to do on that end, since he just got here too.]