MR. GOLD / @spinnerofgold ; gets a consult in progress
EVERYTHING IS STRANGE AND OUT OF PLACE. she’s been staying here for weeks after striking a deal with gold her father but it’s all so odd to her. really rayne is just trying to accumulate as much money as she can and get herself a small apartment. the place she’d been squatting was just fine, but once he found out he wasn’t going to let her go back.
no daughter of mine is squatting in some abandoned hovel.
that hadn’t gone over well, but they came to an agreement ( after arguing a while ). a deal. his bread and butter.
the hardest thing about being here, staying somewhere when someone else is there, is hiding her sleeping habits. rayne doesn’t sleep nearly as much as she should and has a tendency to busy herself with school work, reading ahead–anything she can to keep herself busy.
it’s easy enough. more often than not she just gets a few hours here and there, but from time to time she doesn’t sleep at all. pushes it off and off until her body can’t fight anymore.
rayne is asleep on top of the blankets on the bed, surrounded by text books. she’s fallen asleep among them after spending the last two and a half days running on little more than an hour or two of sleep. she couldn’t fight it anymore and for a few hours she’s silent, still.
it starts as restlessness. shifting, books falling to the floor with her movements, breathing quickens. everything is going downhill quickly. there’s quiet, distressed noises coming from her and with them there’s a shift in the air. lights flicker and the air is heavy, shadows closing in and creeping closer until she shoots up in a panic screaming.
