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When the camera flickers into life, Medic is sat on the middle of a plain mattress, one that is missing its pillow and cover. His head is in his hands, and his shoulders are slumped. He looks absolutely, and completely defeated.
"I thought I died. I thought that horrible old man broke my arms and my legs, and cut me open before driving a nail through my brain. If it had been in a horror film, I would have cheered."
Medic suddenly looks decidedly awkward. Andrea's too ashamed to admit that she cried and begged for him to stop.
"But I wake up again, and I'm here. And apparently, I'm alive. I don't understand that. How can I possible be alive after what he did to me?
And why is death not even an escape?"
Medic stands suddenly, so the camera only catches a shot of his legs, a pair of legs which stride hastily from view. There's an inhuman scream, followed by a string of curses, and an awful lot of thumps and splintering noises. The camera falls, and the screen blackens.
When the camera is switched back on, some time has passed. The room in which the Medic sits has been completely destroyed. The desk has been reduced to a heap of wood fit only for burning, and the chair has been compleetely broken too. The bedstead has been dented, and the matress has been torn open by the Medic (aided by a desk fragment) so springs and stuffing are mingled in with the rest of the debris.
The Medic's voice is calmer. "I think, if anyone can hear me, he did something to me. I don't sound right. I think he damaged my voice. I think he damaged my body, stretched it and added weight to it. I feel slow and achey. But I feel more powerful... Guys, what's happening to me?"
((ooc: replies will come from andrea_norton, because I can't upload Medic icons here.))
"I thought I died. I thought that horrible old man broke my arms and my legs, and cut me open before driving a nail through my brain. If it had been in a horror film, I would have cheered."
Medic suddenly looks decidedly awkward. Andrea's too ashamed to admit that she cried and begged for him to stop.
"But I wake up again, and I'm here. And apparently, I'm alive. I don't understand that. How can I possible be alive after what he did to me?
And why is death not even an escape?"
Medic stands suddenly, so the camera only catches a shot of his legs, a pair of legs which stride hastily from view. There's an inhuman scream, followed by a string of curses, and an awful lot of thumps and splintering noises. The camera falls, and the screen blackens.
When the camera is switched back on, some time has passed. The room in which the Medic sits has been completely destroyed. The desk has been reduced to a heap of wood fit only for burning, and the chair has been compleetely broken too. The bedstead has been dented, and the matress has been torn open by the Medic (aided by a desk fragment) so springs and stuffing are mingled in with the rest of the debris.
The Medic's voice is calmer. "I think, if anyone can hear me, he did something to me. I don't sound right. I think he damaged my voice. I think he damaged my body, stretched it and added weight to it. I feel slow and achey. But I feel more powerful... Guys, what's happening to me?"
((ooc: replies will come from andrea_norton, because I can't upload Medic icons here.))