Comments | a_facility_log: She will take you with the Devil’s speed; you’ll never get outta here. You’ll never be free.

hurtandscared in a_facility_log

She will take you with the Devil’s speed; you’ll never get outta here. You’ll never be free.

Apr 02, 2011 13:20

Who: Alessa Gillespie and Franken Stein
When: Friday evening
Where: Stein's room, 13C
Summary: Stein cut up Darc. Darc is Alessa's friend. Stein is screwed.
Rating: PG13 - R
Warnings: Silent Hill mind fucks, possible language, violence, vicious little Antichrists.

( She's coming for you. )

franken stein, alessa gillespie

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prideofwisdom April 2 2011, 18:41:32 UTC

He could feel the heat radiating through his bedroom even in his sleep, but it wasn't until he felt that - was it madness? It certainly felt similar - that he realized something was wrong and snapped awake.

Never in his life did he think a little girl could look so utterly menacing. Even in the dim light, Stein could tell that she had a rather angry look on her face and there was something very wrong with the state of her soul.

But maybe he was just imagining that look of rust and grime around her, and he sighed, hoping that he could keep himself calm and keep the twinge of fear out of his voice. "Alessa, if this is about Darc, I can guarantee he's fine."

hurtandscared April 2 2011, 18:47:17 UTC

She kicked the ground--it would seem petulant if she were just a normal child, but it pushed her off of it, levitating until she was looming over him, her aura licking his ceiling with fire in her soul.

The door slammed behind her and locked itself.

"I can guarantee, Mr. Stein, that he's not."

prideofwisdom April 2 2011, 21:11:41 UTC

Slowly, carefully, Stein sat up in his bed. He was hoping that by talking to her like an adult, maybe he could calm Alessa back down. "I understand that you're upset," he said eying the girl hovering near his ceiling.

"However... He did say that he'd much rather deal with this himself."

hurtandscared April 2 2011, 21:22:26 UTC

The heat turned up, the girl floating to his bed, her skin glowing like she was a coal.

"If he could deal with it himself, he would have. I am Judgment and you must be judged."

Her voice didn't belong to a little girl anymore. Maybe it never did. Her hair was flying everywhere, and unlike most people in the facility...

Stein was getting a glimpse of what God really looked like.

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