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✖ twenty-eighth trauma//darkness shall cover the earth - Voice ✖
Dark and cold. At least this time I can see properly... I'm still not sure what to do about that love letter. Never gotten one before...
[There's a sigh, Mika sounds tired and worn down, still a little unhappy. It's been a month and she's still in a funk.]
I just wish it wouldn't feel like something's watching me all the time. -
✖ twenty-seventh trauma//cold fingers! ✖
[The first thing the phone picks up is Mika's scream. It's different from her usual screams of pure terror, in that it sounds more startled than anything else. What else can she do when she's suddenly woken up by a very cold hand where there shouldn't be one.]
[There's some grumbling, it's hard to make out, but it sounds like "Shut up"]
Get ( Read more... ) -
✖ twenty-sixth trauma//homesickness - Video ✖
[She's slumped against the wall of her apartment, looking drained and listless. Between her legs is an opened present, but Mika doesn't seem to be happy at all for its contents.
A few rolls of tape did not make up for being dragged screaming out of her own house and thrown through a doorway, after all.] -
✖ twenty-fifth trauma//Homecoming - Video ✖
[Mika had sworn to stay away from the new doors. They could only lead to bad things, she knew this. And yet ( Read more... ) -
✖ twenty-fourth trauma//lethargy - Video ✖
[There is a groan, and Mika pulls her pillow over her head again.]
I don't want to be that old again for at least another fifty years. -
✖ twenty-third trauma//waning - Video ✖
[The shaggy hair that shows above the blanket is thick with white, as Mika sits on the edge of the bed, her head bowed and face hidden by her steepled fingers, her elbows planted on her knees. Her neat claws are long and yellowed, her smooth skin sunken around her joints. Had her winter coat not been grown in, it would have been easy to see her ( Read more... ) -
✖ twenty-second trauma//terror - Video ✖
[When things are quiet and slowing down, and people aren't dying on you and the world isn't dissolving into some manifestation of hell on earth, life is generally good. Mika likes to take advantage of the peace and quiet by curling up on the couch and doing nothing in particular. This time she was minding her business, reading a book that had ( Read more... ) -
✖ twenty-first trauma//comatose - Video ✖
It feels like every damn time I get on the phone these days it's because I need to call a medic. [She looks pissed, kneeling over Shiki with her fingers pressed to his throat to keep track of his pulse.]
At least this time it's not because something happened to me. God damnit, Shiki. Anyone feel like coming over to room 414 and check this guy over ( Read more... ) -
✖ twentieth trauma//headwounds - Voice ✖
Anybody near Nathan Avenue that's good with a needle and doesn't mind blood? Ugh, dizzy...
Kinda need to know sooner than later, if you guys don't mind. -
✖ nineteenth trauma//welcome to Silent Hill ✖
[The siren wakes her and it wakes her up screaming as her cellphone lets out a burst of static. Mika's up and across the room, ripping a door open as she stares. Out at the fog.
Fog.
And sirens.]
No. No. Oh, no. No, no, no.
[As soon as the radio rasps out the advertisement for a happy vacation in Silent Hill, Mika starts screaming again, only ( Read more... )