After-effects [rp thread for work_with_it]
She hardly remembered the drive back into the City. All Dalia could think was that she needed to get home. She needed--to be away--away from that laboratory, away from the table with the restraints...away from the Cranes, her sister included.
Dalia parked in front of the apartment building, not entirely realizing that it wasn't her home she'd driven to. The entire ride home, her head was filled with remnants of the things she'd seen while under the influence of the fear gas. They were in the backseat, they were waiting for her at her apartment...When she put the car in park, Dalia tried to shake the fear that they would get her if she stepped out of the car. She clutched the steering wheel, frozen for a moment with fear, not sure if seconds were passing or minutes, or maybe even more.
Dalia parked in front of the apartment building, not entirely realizing that it wasn't her home she'd driven to. The entire ride home, her head was filled with remnants of the things she'd seen while under the influence of the fear gas. They were in the backseat, they were waiting for her at her apartment...When she put the car in park, Dalia tried to shake the fear that they would get her if she stepped out of the car. She clutched the steering wheel, frozen for a moment with fear, not sure if seconds were passing or minutes, or maybe even more.