OOC: Dream 001
His heart was racing, a thousand incomprehensible thoughts racing through his mind all at once. He tried to collapse forward, curling in on himself, his hand pressed tightly to his chest, as if it would make it stop. He wanted it to stop, tears burning his eyes, and pouring down his cheeks.
There was nothing. Only the oppressive silence and the harsh darkness that pressed against him, suffocating him. He felt himself speaking, heard the words as if from a distance, but he knew it was his voice.
"I told you... You should've surrendered."
The darkness dissipated, pouring away from his vision until he could see. Three large screens, filled with information, words he couldn't read quickly enough to take any meaning from them, and a control panel, buttons and levers easily within his grasp. A keyboard was mounted below the screen to his right and his fingers hovered over it, as if they wanted to type something, but couldn't bring themselves to do it.
The lights disappeared, revealing a battlefield, but there were no bodies; only machines, fighting and dying in the view screen. The muscles in his shoulders and arms tensed and he finally typed something onto the keyboard, the vision of the battlefield disappearing.
A single word in yellow appeared across the dark blue screen, each letter appearing one after the other.
ZERO
Everything in his vision flashed yellow and the battlefield was gone, leaving only a the single remains of a machine, and a lone figure floating unconscious amongst the wreckage. His view changed and he jerked violently as something struck the side of the machine that he was in, nearly sending him crashing into the opposite view screen, saved only by the belts that held him into the seat.
A different voice this time, angry and cold.
"You killed him."
There was nothing. Only the oppressive silence and the harsh darkness that pressed against him, suffocating him. He felt himself speaking, heard the words as if from a distance, but he knew it was his voice.
"I told you... You should've surrendered."
The darkness dissipated, pouring away from his vision until he could see. Three large screens, filled with information, words he couldn't read quickly enough to take any meaning from them, and a control panel, buttons and levers easily within his grasp. A keyboard was mounted below the screen to his right and his fingers hovered over it, as if they wanted to type something, but couldn't bring themselves to do it.
The lights disappeared, revealing a battlefield, but there were no bodies; only machines, fighting and dying in the view screen. The muscles in his shoulders and arms tensed and he finally typed something onto the keyboard, the vision of the battlefield disappearing.
A single word in yellow appeared across the dark blue screen, each letter appearing one after the other.
ZERO
Everything in his vision flashed yellow and the battlefield was gone, leaving only a the single remains of a machine, and a lone figure floating unconscious amongst the wreckage. His view changed and he jerked violently as something struck the side of the machine that he was in, nearly sending him crashing into the opposite view screen, saved only by the belts that held him into the seat.
A different voice this time, angry and cold.
"You killed him."