♥ v2

[screwthatnoise]

A cold, delicate hand grabs yours and pulls. It pulls, and it pulls... there's a sense of urgency in this icy grasp, as well as a trace of reluctance. Abruptly the hand let's go, right as your vision fades to black, and for a brief moment, only a brief moment, your senses disappear. There's only the eerie sensation of weightlessness before your feet are settled back on solid ground again.

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Comments

Re: trauma center...

[autorejoin]

Shit! That really doesn't get less painful...!

[ He holds Janta closely to him as he collapses, his eyes growing dull and lifeless as he bleeds out on the ground. ]

Re: trauma center...

[screwthatnoise]

The figure only looks down at you condescendingly as Janta continues calling out to you.




When you come to, you are laying on one of those uncomfortable, stiff, hospital beds...