foolishwren | 70. [DREAM/DREAM/DREAM/DREAM]

_{[So while the rest of Johto alternately panics, cries, or rushes around trying to capture as many of the soulstealing insects as possible, there are dozens of souls floating around in that dream limbo, drifting in and out of each other's slumbering thoughts and visions. Whether it's nightmarish flashbacks or just those dreams where you're at school taking a really hard test, and then Dracula shows up, and then everybody's naked ... anything is possible when it comes to what people see in their sleep.]

[But what appears in the darkness in this particular spot in the spaceless, shifting mass of dreaming souls... is a door.]

[It's old, and covered with boards and bolts, rusted near-through in some places. The lock is broken-- mangled and half-melted and wrenched out of the keyhole. The only thing on it that doesn't look ancient is a scrap of torn notebook-paper that's taped up on it at roughly eye-level. It reads only a single phrase:]}

Fear of blood tends to create fear for the flesh.

_{[More importantly, though... the door is ajar. Through the gap come the scents of rust and metal-- and something organic, fleshy-- and a low, deep hum of industrial machinery. It's not a door that anyone in their right mind would want to go through. ... But for anyone who may have stumbled this far into the dreams of their fellow lost souls, either in flight from some other nightmare or just pure, wandering curiosity... there's just no other place to go but through the door.]}

_{[Go on. Open it. After all.... it's only a dream.]}

[ooc: SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG, GUYS. Thanks for being patient! If you commented on that planning post, there's something spooky planned for your character to do here so please feel free to tag or not tag as it pleases you!]

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[ooc: This is the IC post for what was announced over here! Even if you didn't comment there, feel free to participate! I'm still happy to whip up Silent Hill scenarios for folks!]

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[[The textures of everything interested her, even that of the creature - especially the tingling, but she really didn't have time to ponder on it. Unfortunately, her reflexes are not quite that fast. By the time her body finally catches up with her brain, she's already caught, wincing with a yelp.

Her first instinct is the wrench her arm away, which doesn't work very well and she regrets immediately after trying, and so she waits instead. Hopefully it'll thrash away from her long enough that she can pull away.

It'll be unpleasant to have her arm slammed into again.]]

_{[It's spasming so violently that it's not long before the pressure on her arm is released-- but there's only barely enough time for her to yank it to safety before the creature's body comes thudding back against the bars once more. Another impact and her arm might have been broken...]

[It continues to thrash and snarl within the confines of its prison, although the longer the fit goes on, the more its struggles start to peter out... eventually it starts to still once more (although it still twitches and jerks), the gargling screams reducing themselves to deep hisses and snarls... like a wild animal locked in a box.]}

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[[She takes that opportunity to pull her arm back, cradling it gently with the other as she watches and backs away a few steps. As the noises become nothing more than hisses and snarls, Rose considers exactly what she can do.

She glances behind herself, looking perhaps to see if there's any other route to take, but draws her gaze back to the creature again. As much as she's tempted to, she has no intentions on touching it again...

...but perhaps freeing it from it's prison might serve a decent purpose. Perhaps that would soothe the beast.

Is there anyway she's capable of doing that though? The cage is now being given her attention.]]

_{[Indeed, as she looks at the cage... there is something truly pitiful about the monster inside. It's not tame, certainly, but it is imprisoned... and somehow in pain, as well.]

[But there doesn't seem to be an opening to the cage anywhere-- even though the bars are widely spaced, it's restrained harshly. The only way to release it would be to step over the cruel spikes circling the base of the prison and actually cut it loose, but the incident Rose just experienced is probably enough to tell her that that course of action would not end well.]

[Furthermore, it's blocking the hallway... there doesn't seem to be a way past it without, again, actually getting INSIDE with the thing and probably being battered to death...]}

[[As she comes to both of these realizations, the girl takes a few steps back to really consider her situation.

There was no other way to go. No way out, as far as she could tell. No point in trying at least, was there was only darkness back beyond the door.

However, going forward would likely end in a very...unpleasant death, to say the least...

But...she couldn't just sit still and do nothing, could she? Well, she could, but what would that accomplish? Nothing, exactly.

Steeling her nerves, she approaches the cage again. Looking it over, she reaches up to pull on one of the cloths to test it's strength. She would need something to hold onto, she was sure, and those looked like the best idea for now. But she wanted to make sure they wouldn't rip under her weight and leave her tumbling into the cage without preparation...]]

_{[The first few hanging cloths she tries rip almost immediately-- age and filth making them brittle. But the fourth one holds-- precariously, but it does.]}

70. [DREAM/DREAM/DREAM/DREAM]

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I totally needed to link this track at the beginning of the thread and didn't OOPS

XD!

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Gah, so late. Sorry. >:

It's okay, dude! XD I'll backtag as long as you want.