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“ In between the lines there’s a lot of obscurity. I’m not inclined to resign to maturity. If it’s all right, then you’re all wrong…" Mumbles as he tossed a bouncy ball toward the wall " …..A fabricated misdirection, fashioned by a liar." Catches the ball on it’s way back " I’m the one who’s got a dose of healthy disillusion. If it’s a game, yeah, you wanna play…” Tosses the ball back at the wall.
Well. This is not creepy at all, whatever you're doing in here...
Alright...
'Alright, I've had it with this place, I'm gonna go start knifing people'? Or 'Alright, I'm bored as hell, let's go find something interesting to do?'
You really think I'm crazy violent, right? Isn't it a bit dangerous for you here with me, then?
Anyway, it could be both. If you've got anything interesting, I'm game.
Alright...
T-turns out hypothermia is boring...
It’s m-mostly just c-cold.
Still... doesn't sound too bad.
"What a stupid lamb." At least Bella had that part right.
I would agree. I just ... I'm not sure what I ran into here.
T-turns out hypothermia is boring...
Sounds pretty good to me.
Hey, hey… I’m not gonna hurt you… [She said softly] I’m Angelia Blakewood, a therapist here at Knollwood. What’s your name? [The blonde asked, not landing a finger on the girl so she wouldn’t back away again]
It's not ... you- [Valentina ran her hands across her face] V-Valentina.
Swallowed | Valentina & Keira
Keira was truly worried – things weren’t going nearly as well at Knollwood as she expected them to, and this situation, while not dire, was pretty bad. She had a suspicion that this sort of situation was most likely going to set several patients back in their progress, and the idea filled Keira with dread. She wasn’t very knowledgeable of many of the patients yet, nor their conditions, but she knew enough to know that several suffered from anxiety, paranoia, and undue amounts of stress. Leaving people in the dark for hours upon hours was a frightening thing – and there were only so many members of the staff to reassure them.
She was shuffling discontentedly in the dark when she heard noises that disturbed her. Much a frightened animal, the noises were agitated, muffled. She shuffled closer, feeling her own anxiety creep upon her before pushing it away forcefully. Now was not the time to succumb to her own fears. There were people here who very much needed her help, and it would not do to start feeling scared. There was nothing to be done at the moment besides try to assuage the fears of others.
When she was near enough to spot the dark shape amongst the rest of the darkness, Keira frowned. She observed the huddled mass, shaking and whimpering. Keira felt her own whimper of pity bubble up in her throat, but she slammed it down. Falling slowly into a crouch, Keira kept her voice as low and as soothing as she could manage. “Hey there,” she said gently, keeping her hands to herself for once. Her instinct was to reach out and sooth the girl, but she felt as though it would be unwelcome, and would probably make her feel even more cornered. “You’re OK,” she said, feeling inane. To assess such a thing when the girl clearly felt things were not ‘OK’ was not the smartest tactic, obviously. “I’m Keira. I’m going to talk to you for a bit, if that’s alright with you. What’s your name?”
Valentina found herself thrown back about fifteen years, to when she was clung to the doorhandle in her room, locked into the cold embrace of darkness, screaming to overpower her mother's screams on the other side of the wall, shaking, feeling like her body would black out along with the air around her. By now, the brunette wasn't only trembling from the fear rushing through her body that felt so utterly weak now; the cold air running through the room hit her bare arms and face, sending additional chills down her spine. In her mind, she tried to tell herself that the ights would come on any minute, but she knew she was lying to herself. Nightmares like these didn't just end. Wait, a nightmare?
Dream and reality seemed to drift into one another more and more the longer she sat there hugging her knees, burying her face in her arms. The young woman's imagination seemed to run wild now, leading her away from reality even further with every second spent in the darkness. By now, she had no idea where she was anymore - or how she got into this situation. Valentina was so deep into her panic that she didn't hear anything that was happening around her. Only when the other female spoke, she twitched back to reality for a moment, scanning everything around her, taking in the sounds in the room, then drifted back.
Startled by the voice, Valentina tried to move away from it, but there was no way. A heavy breath escaped her as she tried to inhale and exhale, inhale and exhale ... For a moment, she was determined to answer, to ask them who they were and what had happened, where she was and when this would all end. For a moment, Valentina asked herself it was a hallucination, if she was actually alone, if this was a dream after all. Then she swallowed, pressing her lips together, staring into the darkness like a deer in the headlights. It had been years since she had last felt this trapped - and that said something. "Valentina", she brought herself to whisper. Please don't leave, was what she couldn't say.
- Moves closer.- I know, it’s alright. You aren’t in any danger. This shouldn’t last that long…. Oh. Ah…Outside? Where it should be?
[Valentina twitches when she feels him coming closer] No ... danger? This- ... [she swallowed, trying to steady her breathing again] Oh, god, this ... this is a n-nightmare ... I don't know- where I am ...
Swallowed | Valentina & Keira
Cramped into a corner of the cafeteria where she felt at least shielded by the two walls that she felt meeting both her shoulders, Valentina tried to fight off the everlasting panic. Ever since the lights had been out, she had been sitting there, not daring to move one inch if it wasn't further towards the walls. It was the method she had developed during her childhood, when her phobia had started; eyes closed, shaking, whimpering, waiting until it was morning - or in this case, until the lights came back on.
By now, Valentina was disoriented, her face hurt from the tears that had been streaming down her cheeks, her muscles tense from cramping. Sh´he had no idea where she was anymore, the only thing holding her in reality the walls around her that she tried to concentrate on. Don't let the darkness swallow you. But the truth was, she was already trapped in that neverending shadow surrounding her; she didn't know why and how she got there, and she saw no way out of it. Breathing heavily, she hugged her legs, knees pulled close to her body, hoping that something would happen to save her from this nightmare.
I don’t know. Probably bad wiring…Weather maybe? A lot of things, I think. -Glances to the side, his eyes narrowed for a moment. - Just try to calm down.
[Valentina tries to breathe steadily, but her breath stays heavy and irregular as she sobs] I- ... easy ... for you to say that ... [She moves even further towards the wall] What ... where ...
-Raises an eyebrow at the unfamiliar, and upset voice.- Hello? - Moves toward the sounds the whimpering was coming from. He’d ask if everything were alright, but obviously, they did not seem so.- It’s going to be okay. The lights should come on any minute.
[As hard as she tried, all Valentina could do was stutter, trapped in the panic that overcame her] How- ... how do you- ... what happened ...
[Angelia heard the whimpers and focused on them, kneeling down by the girl’s side, leaning against the wall to make sure she wasn’t gonna fall or land on someone else] Hey… Is everything alright? [She asked softly]
[Valentina twitched at the voice right next to her, sliding against the wall even further, trying to shield her face with her arms in complete terror] Why- ... what- ...
Oh- ... oh nononono- ... f-fuck... [she backs up against a wall, letting herself sink down, pulling her knees close; shaking and whimpering, all of her brave and strong mask gone in an instant]
"Good, positive approach is important, I guess."
An optimist, huh?
I reckon people don’t do much of anything for something other than their own security, but something tells me you know that already.
Violent, huh? You kill anybody, then?
Yeah, that's pretty hard to miss.
Oh, lots of people. That's why I'm in the B wing, you know. With the gangster chicks.
I’m sure there’s got to be some rich kids in here, too. If that’s the case, this place might be a step down from what they’re used to.
Money doesn't always mean a good home, I'm guessing. Or a home at all.
