RP: Don't let go!
Date: January 24, 2005 (In the wee hours in the morning)
Character(s): Millicent, Justin
Location: Flat above Julian Avery's
Status: Private
Summary: Millicent is once again plagued with nightmares, but this time Justin is there to hold her
Completion: Incomplete
The room was dark and cold. A dungeon. Before her a man - starved, beaten, broken. A muttered hex and he screamed, only it wasn't a man's voice voice - It was a woman's voice. She knew that voice. And suddenly she wasn't in a dungeon anymore. It was a room. It was still dark, pitch dark and the smell of burning flesh filled her nostrils as she listened to the woman screaming. And then she could see and there was a man, and he smelled too but it was a different smell and he was yelling and shouting and then he reached out and she could feel his hands around her neck and she couldn't breathe, but there were still screams - and they were hers.
'Millicent! Millicent! Wake up!' The voice came from far far away, but it was calling her and she was drawn towards her as the world went from dark to black...
She was shaking as she sat up in bed, her breath coming in shallow gasps. She looked around, disorientated, scared and half expecting to see Travers leering down at her.
He wasn't there. And the room was her own - or almost her own anyways. She felt arms encircling her from behind and she jumped, then she realised it was Justin and relaxed, sinking into his arms as her gasps turned to sobs she couldn't control.
Character(s): Millicent, Justin
Location: Flat above Julian Avery's
Status: Private
Summary: Millicent is once again plagued with nightmares, but this time Justin is there to hold her
Completion: Incomplete
The room was dark and cold. A dungeon. Before her a man - starved, beaten, broken. A muttered hex and he screamed, only it wasn't a man's voice voice - It was a woman's voice. She knew that voice. And suddenly she wasn't in a dungeon anymore. It was a room. It was still dark, pitch dark and the smell of burning flesh filled her nostrils as she listened to the woman screaming. And then she could see and there was a man, and he smelled too but it was a different smell and he was yelling and shouting and then he reached out and she could feel his hands around her neck and she couldn't breathe, but there were still screams - and they were hers.
'Millicent! Millicent! Wake up!' The voice came from far far away, but it was calling her and she was drawn towards her as the world went from dark to black...
She was shaking as she sat up in bed, her breath coming in shallow gasps. She looked around, disorientated, scared and half expecting to see Travers leering down at her.
He wasn't there. And the room was her own - or almost her own anyways. She felt arms encircling her from behind and she jumped, then she realised it was Justin and relaxed, sinking into his arms as her gasps turned to sobs she couldn't control.