Warnings: Spoilers for Chapter 58 LIKE WHOA
Effects: Anger, desperation, sorrow, and then finally, fear.

( Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall. )

[If one looks closely, one might recognize the scene behind the young woman on the Dreamberry. The dimly lit rows of pews inside of Vincent Nightray's church. She holds the device up in front of herself in a way that it almost looks like she wants people to be able to see the emptiness of the building - to accentuate the fact that the once-owner is ( Read more... )

[The feed turns on as one Vanessa Nightray is arranging a bouquet of snowdrops on her desk. Yes, Elliot, she actually left the house and walked all of the way down to the edge of the lake in order to pick those. But comment on that fact with even the tiniest bit of sarcasm and you're getting slapped. Finishing her arrangement, she tightens the ( Read more... )

[The Dreamberry turns on just as the tailend of Vanessa's dream has ended. She's been sleeping a while - almost two weeks at this point. The bed is piled high with blankets, as though it had been chilly enough to require so many at the time that she'd gone to sleep, but now in the middle of the day it was just warm enough inside of her borrowed ( Read more... )

[The perception of living, dying, dreaming and sleeping - all of these things have no meaning inside of Vanessa's mind right now. As the Dreamberry clicks on for the first time, there's only the sight of a young woman lying on her side, her hands clasped around her neck and rubbing roughly, as though she's shocked at the feeling of the skin there. ( Read more... )

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Obligatory HMD post is go. Vanessa only has three lines and five panels, so any head-canon that you want to share with me, feel free to do so here. Anon enabled, screened, etc.