Phobia Sol
Magic Anons || Current in Effect - no longer accepting
Phobia: Muse is terribly afraid of something or someone (Anon specifies) for 3 hours
The sound of a cup shattering against the bathroom floor fills the upstairs. Memories flood his mind in a second as gold eyes lock on his reflection staring at the strip of white bandage that peeks out from under the collar of his black tank. Eyes wide, all he can do is STARE.
He knows what it's from but he forgot about it. He knows what it's from but he tried to make himself forget. He knows what it's from but he tried to drown out the memory. He knows what it's from but - but nothing he does changes the matter at hand. It does nothing to change that underneath that bandage rests the indentation of one set of very prominent canines.
His Sun bit him.
Sol bit him and that merely is FACT.
He can feel himself hyper ventilating as he hits his knees with one very powerful thud. He's been told he has to keep track of his attacks now. He's been told he needs to call for someone when he has one but he doesn't know how he's supposed to do that when he's gasping for air.
It's all he can do. No one is upstairs. He's only been up from his nap for a short while, and he was just brushing his hair. He just wanted to brush his hair. What's happening? All he can think about is those teeth plunging into his shoulder and breaking flesh. All he can think about is the agonizing pain that shot through his shoulder and chest like fire. All he can think about are the mismatched hands tightly gripping his shoulders while they pinned him down. All he can think about is being pinned down and unable to move.
Trapped.
Trapped.
TRAPPED.
He's TRAPPED.
He can't get away. He can't hide. He's trapped in house filled with predators. He shares a room with a TIGER and there's not telling when that beast will grow hungry and want to feed again.
He can't breathe. He can't breathe.
Coughing echoes from upstairs as his hands move to his throat and chest. He's dizzy and he feels the room around him spinning. Everything is spinning. Everything is spinning.... he's getting lightheaded ....
Somebody.... help.
