Not again...

[raisedspear]

Muses: Jung Nicole (backhugs) and Bang Yongnam (raisedspear)
Date / Time: February 28, Evening
Rating: PG (Warning for foul language and possible gore)
Type: Thread
Status: Closed; Completed
Summary: It is his deceased fiancée’s death anniversary and his nightmare just becomes worst on this day. Surprisingly, he gets himself a visitor. Would this wanderer be able to

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[backhugs]

Nicole always kept her promises - even if the receiver didn't realize that she had made one, even if she was beginning to feel the brunt of involving herself in nightmares. And when one Bang Yongnam had posted to the message boards with a problem she thought she could help alleviate, she had jumped on the chance. Her power was working overtime, might as well try to do something helpful with it, right

[raisedspear]

The Yongnam bound on that chair was too lost in his boiling emotions that he failed to sense the intruder in his nightmare nor did he hear her call out to him. He was far too busy mourning over the death of his beloved, a repeating scene that kept haunting him over and over again in every sleeping moment. A painful memory he can never get away from. "Miyoung! No! N-no baby..." he screamed. Angry, hot tears coursed down his cheeks. "Baby…" he sobbed, his heart breaking into a million pieces once again. It was so vivid. The emotions felt so fresh as if it was truly happening all over again

[backhugs]

The hostility came, exploded more like, and even if it wasn't directed at her, Nicole was terrified at the intensity of it. She had experienced heartbreak and loss, but nothing like this. The scene unfolded with her still left in the shadows, her hand pressed over her mouth as she closed her eyes, heart pounding because she knew she'd hear the screams long after this dream was over. While her eyes had grown bigger at the sight of his arm transforming into something else, it seemed like a small detail in the face of raging bloodlust. The raid with Kyuhyun, the corpses with Doojoon, now a vengeful massacre - for a grim moment, she wondered if it'd be possible to be haunted by a nightmare mixed with aspects of all three. If it was, it was the price she had to pay for wandering into people's minds, throwing herself into places she would never be ready to venture into

[raisedspear]

That voice. He could never be mistaken. “Miyoung!” he exclaimed and he quickly looked over to where the voice came from, his eyes widening as her ever so beautiful face greeted him. Grime, blood and tears covered his face and his dry lips quivered as his heart swelled with hope and happiness. “Miyoung, baby…” he choked in his soft sobs as he pushed himself up and slowly walked towards her. His eyes widened in surprise. How is it possible? He was certain she was dead but there she was, standing before him. Alive and beautiful. “Oh, Miyoung-ah…” he sobbed as he enveloped her in his strong arms. His face nuzzled against her neck, taking in her sweet scent that had always calmed him