Room #13, Main House [Thursday, Morning]
Cassie, once again was eyeing that canari. After a moment, steeling her resolve, she reached forward to run her finger down the etched patterns on the sides.
Before she knew it, the visions were back, inky black water drowning out her sight with inescapable images.
A woman's floating body, white dress flowing out around her over the surface ripples. She could see her face, pale and bruised. The same face whose pleading eyes she'd seen many times before.
Flashes of dark water, alongside echoing whispers and screams.
A restrained form, a sheen of sweat over her pale skin. She was tied down, a ghostly man hovering in the background, watching her toss and turn, straining against the ropes, waiting for something.
More water, so dark it was almost opaque. A whole lake, flat and open in front of her.
Then Rachel McBain shackled to a bed, a dark haired man leaning over her to kiss her cheek, with a meaningful glance in Cassie's direction, his pale eyes lingering on her just a moment too long.
She gasped and jerked away, pressing her fingers over her mouth to muffle the sound as she stumbled backwards. Now she remembered why it was she avoided touching that damn thing.
[ooc: Door's closed, post is open. Disturbing vision contents NFB.]
Before she knew it, the visions were back, inky black water drowning out her sight with inescapable images.
A woman's floating body, white dress flowing out around her over the surface ripples. She could see her face, pale and bruised. The same face whose pleading eyes she'd seen many times before.
Flashes of dark water, alongside echoing whispers and screams.
A restrained form, a sheen of sweat over her pale skin. She was tied down, a ghostly man hovering in the background, watching her toss and turn, straining against the ropes, waiting for something.
More water, so dark it was almost opaque. A whole lake, flat and open in front of her.
Then Rachel McBain shackled to a bed, a dark haired man leaning over her to kiss her cheek, with a meaningful glance in Cassie's direction, his pale eyes lingering on her just a moment too long.
She gasped and jerked away, pressing her fingers over her mouth to muffle the sound as she stumbled backwards. Now she remembered why it was she avoided touching that damn thing.
[ooc: Door's closed, post is open. Disturbing vision contents NFB.]