[[ It all seems so familiar - CLOSED HORROR RP w/ dejavu-sans]]
[[ @dejavu-sans ]] [[ Warning: This plot is Silent Hill based/inpsired, with heavy references to how Downpour functioned. If you can’t handle Horror do not read the posts with this title or the tags associated with it. ]]
Just a simple detour.
That’s what it was supposed to be.
Just a simple, little, detour.
How wrong that assumption turned out to be. Halfway down the road the fog grew thick and vision became a humid sheet of white. There wasn’t even time to react when the road became disheveled and cracked. There was barely enough time to hit the brakes before the bridge ahead was revealed to be missing. Now, tumbling in a box of metal into the ditch, vision is going dark. Flipping over and over until the final impact with a thick tree trunk, making the metal groan. Balance is lost as the vehicle topples back from the wood with one last crunching thud into the ground, wheels now up in the air and passengers dangling within their seat belts. Airbags hang near deflated, serving their purpose, and the cars engine sputters the few last revs before dying. All there is now is silence. Not a sound of another motor passing by, not even a sound of nature. No birds, no squirrels; not even a curious bear.
