Apr 6, 2014
Dark | closed RP with iananthonydoyle
Emily slowly pushed herself up from her bed, squinting in the dark she could barely make out a figure, but somehow she knew who it was, "I-Ian..." she asked quietly. Everything felt like it stood still for hours, when it had only been a few seconds since she'd whispered his name. She quickly reached for her gun on her nightstand to find it wasn't there.