Revelations [Closed]
Character(s): Toy, Ahime, Katsu, Silence, Kelly, Nei'ess, and Robin
Content: A significant discovery
Setting: Inside the Hospital
Warnings: None so far
Toy excused herself from the rest of the group, as she was fairly useless in providing any assistance and she was sure she was just going to get in the way. Besides, it looked like everyone but Robin needed to lay down for a little bit and Toy was just still too hopped up on adrenaline to really even sit down.
This was a hospital after all. And she figured she'd entertain herself with the hospital records. Some really fucked up stuff happened to people, and she found it amusing sometimes. Besides, this was as good a time as any to find out what happened to this hospital. So she made her way up to the third floor, where she had found the records previously. Huge rows upon rows of brittle paper covered in dust.
Once inside, she actually had to pull her shirt over her mouth to keep from coughing on all the dust. The door, while normally it would have had a lock on it, had practically rusted off it's hinges over time. Just browsing the aisles now, she stopped and gently pulled a worn manila folder off the shelf. She held it open.
Date: 5.24.709
Name: James Keaton
Okay.... odd date... but whatever. This guy wasn't particularly amusing. He had died. Unexplained illness. She shrugged and put it back. And continued like this, pulling random folders off the shelves and looking. The date changed some time, but it was always the same general time frame she assumed.
It didn't take long before something clicked in her mind and she started looking for a date beyond the first one she had found. She didn't find it though. She would find every date BEFORE 5.24, but never after it. The records just cut off. Like either some one stopped caring or they no longer had the ability to make the records, or there was no one left that could make records.
She held onto a folder that looked in better shape. It was an abrupt cut off. And everyone was either dead, dying, or deformed. According to the things she looked at. She would need to make sure she wasn't insane and imagining all of this. She'd have to get one of the others to confirm. Putting down the folder she had, she darted out of the room and back downstairs. She had only been away for ten, fifteen minutes at the most.
She practically kicked down the door to the room Ahime was usually in, "Ahime! I need your help! Think you can make it upstairs?"
Content: A significant discovery
Setting: Inside the Hospital
Warnings: None so far
Toy excused herself from the rest of the group, as she was fairly useless in providing any assistance and she was sure she was just going to get in the way. Besides, it looked like everyone but Robin needed to lay down for a little bit and Toy was just still too hopped up on adrenaline to really even sit down.
This was a hospital after all. And she figured she'd entertain herself with the hospital records. Some really fucked up stuff happened to people, and she found it amusing sometimes. Besides, this was as good a time as any to find out what happened to this hospital. So she made her way up to the third floor, where she had found the records previously. Huge rows upon rows of brittle paper covered in dust.
Once inside, she actually had to pull her shirt over her mouth to keep from coughing on all the dust. The door, while normally it would have had a lock on it, had practically rusted off it's hinges over time. Just browsing the aisles now, she stopped and gently pulled a worn manila folder off the shelf. She held it open.
Date: 5.24.709
Name: James Keaton
Okay.... odd date... but whatever. This guy wasn't particularly amusing. He had died. Unexplained illness. She shrugged and put it back. And continued like this, pulling random folders off the shelves and looking. The date changed some time, but it was always the same general time frame she assumed.
It didn't take long before something clicked in her mind and she started looking for a date beyond the first one she had found. She didn't find it though. She would find every date BEFORE 5.24, but never after it. The records just cut off. Like either some one stopped caring or they no longer had the ability to make the records, or there was no one left that could make records.
She held onto a folder that looked in better shape. It was an abrupt cut off. And everyone was either dead, dying, or deformed. According to the things she looked at. She would need to make sure she wasn't insane and imagining all of this. She'd have to get one of the others to confirm. Putting down the folder she had, she darted out of the room and back downstairs. She had only been away for ten, fifteen minutes at the most.
She practically kicked down the door to the room Ahime was usually in, "Ahime! I need your help! Think you can make it upstairs?"