Away

[Murduck]

~ The rain drops tapped against the window pane. It was dark and cloudy out; A rather lousy weather. The town was quiet, and had a dangerous sense about it. It wasn't homely, but it was away from everything else. The only sound that broke the barriers of silence were sirens. The red and blue flashed through the windows, hitting against the dark figure seated at the edge of the creaking, dusty bed.

He lit his cigarette, the ember glowing, lighting up the dark room faintly. The wall paper was peeling off its cracked, dry wall. He shuffled his boots against the dirt-filled rugs. Sucking at the tip of his cigarette, he looked out the window.

It wasn't much of a view, but it wasn't about that. He didn't care. He just wanted to feel safe, for once. His heart beat with a quickened pace, and he at the tip of his toes, constantly peeking over his shoulder to see what lurks behind. ~

*Massages my temples, tapping the cigarette ashes to the carpet*

I want out of this. He'll find me..

[Dark]

~: A light flashed through the room for a small second then the air outside went back to its miserable self.

Suddenly when murdoc opened his eyes again he saw not the room but a dark dreadful place. It seemed empty and vast like it could go on forever....and it was cold. Or so he thought...

(( The machine can control some parts of the human brain. For example this way it can make murdoc see things that arent there. Like how a drug would affect the brain ))

[Murduck]

~ He glanced around his surrounding. Alienated, and deathly alone. He felt a cold chill brush up against him. It was ink-dark, and he could see nothing..~

Jesus..not again..not again..

~ He shook his head, looking down at the ground. It was growing colder as time passed. ~

[Dark]

~: The dark atmosphere distorted as a lone figure stood up ahead of him in the darkness. Its back facing towards him as the sound of sobbing filled the empty chilling air :~

[Murduck]

*Smacking my head*
C'mon c'mon, get out of here!..

~ He lifted his head, spotting the dark figure. Dare he venture forth to meet with this stranger? ~

*Steps up to the figure, whom was still hidden by darkness*

[Dark]

~: The sobbing turned into cackling as it turned towards him. It was a grotesque sight. It was Lissachoa except her face was horribly burned to the point her eyes and mouth had been fused together. Her stomach was open and on the ground, dragging from her womb was a dead child :~

[Murduck]

((omg....she's gorgeous! xD sizzling hot. ))

N-no..NO! Who did this to you?! How did this happen?? *Grips onto her arms, looking up and down at her, in shock*

~ Slowly, he was losing grasp of reality as he gripped on to the fabrication that stood in front of him. A mere hallucination. A play of the mind. He stepped back, a look of terror, anger, disgust, horror, shock and pain growing from inside of him. ~

Snap out of it! It's not real, none of this is!!
~ The image of his former self stood behind him, gripping onto his shoulders tightly. ~

[Dark]

~: The creature distorted again into a more aggressive figure; Joesph. Except his skin was grey and his eyes missing from their sockets. He sneered down at Murdoc as more figures of men in white began to surround him :~

[Murduck]

He isn't there. They're not here. None of them are.
~ The image behind him spoke, gripping tighter onto his shoulder. ~

You can get out of this. GET OUT!!

*Badump!*

~ The lightning struck and the thunder clapped loudly outdoors. He was back in the shoddy motel room, trembling, and picking himself up from the floor. His cell phone was ringing loudly. Murdoc, pale and trembling, hunched himself over the desk, gripping onto its edges strongly. He massaged his temples, scared to death. His phone continued to ring. ~

[Lissachoa]

*pacing back and forth*

come on, pick up....please....

[Murduck]

*Slips the phone from my trouser pocket. answering it*

Yea.. *Rubs my eyelids*

[Lissachoa]

*sighs in relief*

My sod, I thought something bad happened, I've been calling for hours now...

[Murduck]

*Keeps quiet on the phone, not really having anything to say*

[Lissachoa]

.....Murdoc? are you alright?

[Murduck]

*Rubs my forehead*

Yea..fine..
Just...nothing to say right now.