Argue The Toss
[Heather rolls over in her sleep, her PDA slides off her small belly and lands with a soft thud on the floor and starts to record the noise of her sleeping, heavy breathing intermittent with words she mumbles between sighs and gasps. She's trapped in the grips of a nightmare, causing her to call for her late father.]
Da...d... dadd...y uhn... Clau... no...
[She stirs from the nightmare and slowly wakes up, pressing her palm to her sweat-moist forehead. She looks around and notices that she's no longer in the wilderness fighting off monsters but in her safe, warm bed.]
What the... hell? Not again.
[Heather lets of a frustrated sigh and shifts to sit at the edge of her bed, one foot either side of the PDA on the floor that she hasn't noticed yet, her head in her hands.]
Last thing I remember I was outside... Talking to some moody vampire. Heh, you know you're losing it when you take advice from someone who looks like he's come out of a cheap remake of Dracula Dead and Loving it.
[She chuckled dryly and finally spotted the device, the little red light indicating it was recording.]
Great, it was on... Oh well.
[Heather reaches own, grabs the PDA and lifts it up to mumble a few words into it before switching it off.]
Anyone seen anymore monsters that need killing?
Da...d... dadd...y uhn... Clau... no...
[She stirs from the nightmare and slowly wakes up, pressing her palm to her sweat-moist forehead. She looks around and notices that she's no longer in the wilderness fighting off monsters but in her safe, warm bed.]
What the... hell? Not again.
[Heather lets of a frustrated sigh and shifts to sit at the edge of her bed, one foot either side of the PDA on the floor that she hasn't noticed yet, her head in her hands.]
Last thing I remember I was outside... Talking to some moody vampire. Heh, you know you're losing it when you take advice from someone who looks like he's come out of a cheap remake of Dracula Dead and Loving it.
[She chuckled dryly and finally spotted the device, the little red light indicating it was recording.]
Great, it was on... Oh well.
[Heather reaches own, grabs the PDA and lifts it up to mumble a few words into it before switching it off.]
Anyone seen anymore monsters that need killing?