who i killed inside my dream || closed
@morumcustos
Another late night working on tightening the Library’s security system, and a sleep deprived Jones finally succumbed. He hadn’t slept in a few days, and before that, the sleep he had gotten had been fitful and short lived. Snoozing away with his head smushed into the books and schematics scrawled across the Annex table, he only got a few minutes of peaceful sleep before the darkness made it’s entrance into his mind. He flinched and grimaced in his sleep, muttering helplessly about crystals and save points. They kept dying, he couldn’t save them, there was blood everywhere, everything he loved ripped apart in front of him over and over -
He woke up with something between a gasp and a yell, flying back in his chair, sending one of the books crashing to the floor. He blinked aimlessly, trying to come back to his senses. Shit, had he fallen asleep in the Annex? He hoped nobody else was around to see his slip up.