05 // dream
Warnings: Spoilers for Chapter 58 LIKE WHOA
Effects: Anger, desperation, sorrow, and then finally, fear.
No...that wasn't the last thing that had happened on that stairwell. Something happened afterwards...it was...!
Panicked, Vanessa runs towards her fallen brother, calling out his name. "Elliot!" But he doesn't move from his place on the floor, hands grasping his head as though he's in pain. She nearly makes it to him when something startles her from behind. Hans?
No, not her servant. Her brother's.
"You," she hisses, glaring down at the dark haired, bespectacled boy.
"Lady Vanessa, please calm yourself and listen. Sir Hans...he was killed on the floor below. He was...missing his head.
All at once, the lady flies into a rage, grabs the banister and directs all of her attention at the young man.
"You...! You killed him, didn't you?! You're working with those guys who showed up in the hall, aren't you?!" she shouts, trembling as he walks towards her, holding out one hand.
"No, milady, that's not--"
But he doesn't reach her - she reaches up and pushes him hard enough that he falls headfirst back down the stairs.
"Don't touch me, you murderer!" she yells, as loudly as her lungs will allow. "That's right...everything has gone crazy since you came here. My brothers dying, my mother going insane - all of it! All of it happened because of you! Don't get any closer to Elliot! If you try to do anything to him, I'll kill you! I'll kill you!"
She can barely breath as he sits up, rubbing at his head. But he doesn't speak back to her. For as horrible a servant as she knew him to be, he never once spoke back to her. But a sound draws both of their attention away from each other - the ones from downstairs, the people in red are getting louder as they draw nearer.
"The red-cloaked men...are they coming this way?" she gasps.
"Lady Vanessa," he answers, standing up, "I'll go down there and attract their attention, so in the meantime, take Elliot and run. Milady, please, look after Elliot."
...The nerve of this child. Vanessa narrows her eyes and looks back over the banister as he runs away, holding back tears.
"Why...trying to play the hero," she mutters. But as she watches him run, a noise from behind draws her attention away. Elliot? Has he gotten up? Has he--
She wakes with a loud gasp and then cries out, unaware that the Dreamberry has captured it all. This is, unfortunately, the first dream that has been broadcast over it, and she's too shaken to notice it or think to turn it off.
That...that didn't really happen...I was already dead when--!
"It was...only a dream..."
Effects: Anger, desperation, sorrow, and then finally, fear.
No...that wasn't the last thing that had happened on that stairwell. Something happened afterwards...it was...!
Panicked, Vanessa runs towards her fallen brother, calling out his name. "Elliot!" But he doesn't move from his place on the floor, hands grasping his head as though he's in pain. She nearly makes it to him when something startles her from behind. Hans?
No, not her servant. Her brother's.
"You," she hisses, glaring down at the dark haired, bespectacled boy.
"Lady Vanessa, please calm yourself and listen. Sir Hans...he was killed on the floor below. He was...missing his head.
All at once, the lady flies into a rage, grabs the banister and directs all of her attention at the young man.
"You...! You killed him, didn't you?! You're working with those guys who showed up in the hall, aren't you?!" she shouts, trembling as he walks towards her, holding out one hand.
"No, milady, that's not--"
But he doesn't reach her - she reaches up and pushes him hard enough that he falls headfirst back down the stairs.
"Don't touch me, you murderer!" she yells, as loudly as her lungs will allow. "That's right...everything has gone crazy since you came here. My brothers dying, my mother going insane - all of it! All of it happened because of you! Don't get any closer to Elliot! If you try to do anything to him, I'll kill you! I'll kill you!"
She can barely breath as he sits up, rubbing at his head. But he doesn't speak back to her. For as horrible a servant as she knew him to be, he never once spoke back to her. But a sound draws both of their attention away from each other - the ones from downstairs, the people in red are getting louder as they draw nearer.
"The red-cloaked men...are they coming this way?" she gasps.
"Lady Vanessa," he answers, standing up, "I'll go down there and attract their attention, so in the meantime, take Elliot and run. Milady, please, look after Elliot."
...The nerve of this child. Vanessa narrows her eyes and looks back over the banister as he runs away, holding back tears.
"Why...trying to play the hero," she mutters. But as she watches him run, a noise from behind draws her attention away. Elliot? Has he gotten up? Has he--
She wakes with a loud gasp and then cries out, unaware that the Dreamberry has captured it all. This is, unfortunately, the first dream that has been broadcast over it, and she's too shaken to notice it or think to turn it off.
That...that didn't really happen...I was already dead when--!
"It was...only a dream..."