Apr 01, 2007 12:16
When Veronica returns to herself this time, she finds herself bent almost double over her desk, nose barely an inch away from a notebook that she has filled with angular black writing. Slow, she straightens her spine, working aching muscles, and unfolds herself from her chair. It's dark out, and there are no lights on in the room - she hits the switch on her lamp and blinks painfully into the overbright glow.
Recovering from this, a number of sensations hit her at once: first, she is tired, a deep in-the-bone weariness that means every movement aches; secondly she is hungry, almost dizzy with it. She splashes some water on her face in the bathroom, then is shocked when she catches her reflection in the mirror. She is pale, lined, her lips cracked.
What have I been doing all this time?
She tries to stay in the shower until she feels warm again, but the hot water runs out first.
plot: veronica is evil,
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