Salene/Bray:Darkness:Location:Unknown

[_salene_]

[OOC:Continued from HERESalene felt her chin wobble, he'd struck a nerve, but the seething anger coursing through her was no match for the slight upset he'd caused, and though she felt confused and conflicted with her emotions, mostly she was just pissed off. Salene glared up at him, trying to formulate the words, to calculate what he was saying

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[_bray_]

"Let us out now! I am not Zoot. My brother died years ago, now let me GO!" Bray shouted, ignoring his pain. He didn't understand... the man was crazy to think he's Zoot. He completely forgot about himself and Salene, he was thinking of a way to get the guy. He had to, memories of when Zoot died came flooding back. He was dead, but he remembered pretending to be Zoot, they couldn't beliefe it from that, could they? "Let us out!"

[_in_the_dark_]

ooc:I'm sorry if this posts more than once, LJ is being a sweater monkey

[_salene_]

Salene growled when the little object flew down at her and bounced off of her head, even though she'd dodged it. What was that anyway? Salene didn't have to shield her eyes anymore, the sun was going down now and it was nearing nightfall, but that made it even dimmer down here than it had been previously. Salene looked down before the second door slammed them into darkness and found the small...box? She reached out and picked it up just as the second door slammed down and she fingered it, why...that felt like a..matchbox? Wooo! "Bray! Bray he gave us matches! What...what game is he playing at?" She was confused, everything was so confusing, "I am so tired," she said, suddenly feeling very worn out and spent. "How are you holding up?" Salene's voice even sounded weak and barely there, she was so tired of crying and screaming and yelling, she just wanted to lay in bed for days and recuperate, but, in her own bed, in the mall, and she was tired of wishing to be home too, she was sick of it all...all except for Bray's company, she still

[_bray_]

Bray turned as the figure left the opening. He turned and looked at Salene, the light was getting dim, so he soaked in every last bit of light they had in case they didn't get anymore.

"I'm fine," he said finally. "We got matches huh? Great," he said sarcasticaly, "Probably means he's going to leave the door shut tomorrow."

He walked round the room, wincing as he moved, but ignoring the pain at the moment. He wasn't about to let himself fall again, he started to look for a way out again, there must be something they'd missed.