what happened ? the last thing éloïse recalls was standing beside beau when she had felt the rumble beneath her feet. after that, everything had gone dark and her eyes could only scarcely recognize the scatter of debris she had found herself covered in as she lay in the dirt. “ beau ? ” she coughs through her whimper, a twinge of dread sullying her tone. “ louise ? ” eyes blinking wildly as she tries to see through the murkiness, the foliage makes for sparse breaks of light, a hand pushes herself up ; mustering whatever strength she could when all she feels is the strike of pain shooting up her arm as she forces her entire weight onto her wrist. she hisses, not sure what to make of the pain there or the now dull ache clinging to her temple. a hand swipes at her forehead, holding it there, hoping the pressure would lessen it only to feel something wet beneath her fingertips. she withdraws her hand, only for her eyes to zero in on what appears to be a red twinge coating her fingers – before long, the blood-curdling scream was heard before she once more loses consciousness.
- AS THEY started running to safety, leonid’s worry was placed in finding somewhere they could stay until help arrived but that changed the second he heard someone screaming not too far to his left. probably someone from his group. giving his niece a look that said he had to go and help whoever that was the male wasted no time before changing his course of action and running towards the scream. finding an unconscious girl only made his worry grow. ‘ goddammit. ’ he had no other choice but picking the girl up. if she woke up, she woke up and he’d explain but there was little he could do to help her there and it wasn’t safe to stay there either. ‘ now we move again, come on. ’ it was redirected to celeste, of course, but god would he be helpful if the girl woke up. with a bleeding head it was hard to be sure she had only passed out.·
the scream was hard to ignore; it slices through the air like a knife cutting through water. even she she wanted to ignore it, which she absolutely does not, she wouldn’t be able too as it sings like a bell in her ear and seems to have the same effect on leon. as if in the same mind, they both move towards the voice, as if the sound of someone needing help is a beckoning for them to offer aid. why had nobody else noticed ? where did everyone else go ? her footsteps slow as the reveal the source, and celeste realises that she knows the girl. lola. that’s her name. her hand covers her mouth and an image comes to mind; the elevator door, lola’s wrist, the bruise that appeared almost instantly. “ we need to go. we need to go back to the resort now. she needs help. ” @loladebelgique