Don't You Know, Everything's on Fire? [Active/Open]
Characters: Lawrence Talbot, Open
Setting: Entrance Hall.
Time: Night 16, post haunting update
Summary: Lawrence drops into one of the safe rooms because I just don't want to write anything too horror based right now and because I'm in a hurry while typing this.
Warnings: None currently.
Through the dull haze that had settled over his pain ridden brain, Lawrence barely registered the oddly glowing girl from across the room and instead focused on getting to his feet without passing out or puking. Where was he? Stumbling onto his feet, Lawrence leaned against the wall in support as a hand came to his forehead to mop away the sweat that had started to bead there. He looked around him, starting when he saw the girl but calmed down when he noticed that she didn't seem to acknowledge his presence.
Lawrence looked himself over and was relatively relieved when he didn't find any injuries he didn't have earlier, but a strange sort of panic began to settle in when he didn't recognize the room. The style and furnishings were somewhat akin to what he was used to but the details in the floor and ceiling were completely foreign to him.
Lawrence saw a door near his person but did not want to venture out of it, He could hear things outside the door, he could smell them and hear them churning and growling outside the room, waiting for someone to venture out. Deciding it was safer just to stay put, Lawrence slid himself down the wall, back onto the ground, and relaxed against the wall with a pained sigh.