ONE//HOLO [ broken down on memory lane; though together, we're alone ]
One minute, Elena is driving her car, admittedly a bit fast, away from her boyfriend's house. The necklace she's taken to wearing all the time, even while sleeping and bathing, is conspicuously absent from around her neck, and she is crying beyond consolation, but being very, very careful to maintain control of the car.
Until the next minute, when someone is in her car's path. Someone who was not there just a moment ago, someone who moves quicker than can be seen, but she doesn't have the time to make that connection before she slams on the brakes to try and avoid hitting him -
But it's too late. He's hit and she's suddenly spiraling out of control, her car flipping and landing upside down with the sound of glass crushing and metal crunching. This is not Elena's first time in a car wreck, and the memories that come flooding back to her from that first time when the car lands and she fully realizes the situation have her crying again. But she tries to reign it in, tries desperately not to panic. She turns to see if the man she hit is all right, and he's crumpled in a heap in the middle of the road, a pile of broken limbs. For a split second, worries run through her mind, the fear that she's killed someone, but then the pile starts to move. It's sickening to watch as the figure rearranges his limbs, bones cracking and snapping back into place, but Elena can't look away, transfixed in horror. And then the figure is fully formed and standing, as if nothing happened at all, and then it is heading straight for her.
He's right outside her window and she can't move, can't get out of the car, can't reach her phone, can't run away. She's trapped and he knows it and he's coming for her, there's nothing she can do. She squeezes her eyes shut, opens her mouth to scream -
And when they open again, she's in a room. A large, metal room, nothing like anything she's seen before, except maybe in sci-fi movies. Her breath catches in her throat several times as she tries to take deep breaths, calm herself down enough to figure out where she is. Nothing looks familiar and nothing here is as it was just a second ago - her car is gone, the man coming after her is gone, and everything is silent.
Something catches her eye - something set atop a small pedestal. She stands - it takes her longer than she'd like, she's not too badly injured considering the kind of wreck she was just in, but she is pretty banged up - and picks it up. It looks like some kind of phone, and if it is, maybe she can call for help.
"Hello?"
It's a start but not the best one, her voice is choked with tears and barely audible. She clears her throat and tries again, louder and a bit clearer this time. "Hello? My name is Elena. I was in a - I was somewhere else, and now I'm here - I need to know what's 'here'."
A wave of dizziness and pain washes over her and her eyes close for a moment as she sways, but she quickly re-opens them, not wanting to wake up somewhere else again. (Not that she wants to go back to where she was, either.) "I'm in a room. It's - it's big and metallic, and empty. It doesn't look like anyone aside from me is here." A horrible thought occurs to her - the idea that whoever brought her here might be coming back. She remembers the man coming towards her, and she suddenly really wants to get the hell out of this place.
"Can someone - I need to know how to leave. Does anyone know how I can get out?"
With that, she settles (more like collapses) onto the floor, unable to stand any longer. She's scared, feeling weak, and in pain, and it's taking a lot of effort not to pass out. She's so distracted that she doesn't even feel the weight of the necklace that's suddenly back around her throat, the light thud of the charm knocking against her chest.
Until the next minute, when someone is in her car's path. Someone who was not there just a moment ago, someone who moves quicker than can be seen, but she doesn't have the time to make that connection before she slams on the brakes to try and avoid hitting him -
But it's too late. He's hit and she's suddenly spiraling out of control, her car flipping and landing upside down with the sound of glass crushing and metal crunching. This is not Elena's first time in a car wreck, and the memories that come flooding back to her from that first time when the car lands and she fully realizes the situation have her crying again. But she tries to reign it in, tries desperately not to panic. She turns to see if the man she hit is all right, and he's crumpled in a heap in the middle of the road, a pile of broken limbs. For a split second, worries run through her mind, the fear that she's killed someone, but then the pile starts to move. It's sickening to watch as the figure rearranges his limbs, bones cracking and snapping back into place, but Elena can't look away, transfixed in horror. And then the figure is fully formed and standing, as if nothing happened at all, and then it is heading straight for her.
He's right outside her window and she can't move, can't get out of the car, can't reach her phone, can't run away. She's trapped and he knows it and he's coming for her, there's nothing she can do. She squeezes her eyes shut, opens her mouth to scream -
And when they open again, she's in a room. A large, metal room, nothing like anything she's seen before, except maybe in sci-fi movies. Her breath catches in her throat several times as she tries to take deep breaths, calm herself down enough to figure out where she is. Nothing looks familiar and nothing here is as it was just a second ago - her car is gone, the man coming after her is gone, and everything is silent.
Something catches her eye - something set atop a small pedestal. She stands - it takes her longer than she'd like, she's not too badly injured considering the kind of wreck she was just in, but she is pretty banged up - and picks it up. It looks like some kind of phone, and if it is, maybe she can call for help.
"Hello?"
It's a start but not the best one, her voice is choked with tears and barely audible. She clears her throat and tries again, louder and a bit clearer this time. "Hello? My name is Elena. I was in a - I was somewhere else, and now I'm here - I need to know what's 'here'."
A wave of dizziness and pain washes over her and her eyes close for a moment as she sways, but she quickly re-opens them, not wanting to wake up somewhere else again. (Not that she wants to go back to where she was, either.) "I'm in a room. It's - it's big and metallic, and empty. It doesn't look like anyone aside from me is here." A horrible thought occurs to her - the idea that whoever brought her here might be coming back. She remembers the man coming towards her, and she suddenly really wants to get the hell out of this place.
"Can someone - I need to know how to leave. Does anyone know how I can get out?"
With that, she settles (more like collapses) onto the floor, unable to stand any longer. She's scared, feeling weak, and in pain, and it's taking a lot of effort not to pass out. She's so distracted that she doesn't even feel the weight of the necklace that's suddenly back around her throat, the light thud of the charm knocking against her chest.