Night Terror
2015-Jun-06, Saturday 09:27 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tasha_yarTasha Yar had been dreaming. There'd been stars. She had touched the stars.
She coughed, but it didn't wake her fully.
The food had been laced with something again. Something that made you less hungry, but never fed you. Maybe she should be more content with it. She had, after all, dreamed of the stars. But now she was drenched in sweat while shivering. Her eyes played tricks on her. She still half perceived she was wrapped up tight in sheets. The room was neat and clean and had a bed in it. The other half was coming into focus. Her legs were dangled in debris from the Spring runoff. Her legs were coated in water and some kind of black, evil-smelling pitch or tar that was making her ill just to breathe.
"Have to get out," she mutters. But in her muddled state she can't break free. She's too small and she swears she hears the dark, dank water laugh.
She rips off the tangles and leaps for the...Is it a door?
Whatever it is - "Open, damn you!"
It obliges, sending her tumbling out into another room; a room she doesn't bother to examine before continuing to run.
She coughed, but it didn't wake her fully.
The food had been laced with something again. Something that made you less hungry, but never fed you. Maybe she should be more content with it. She had, after all, dreamed of the stars. But now she was drenched in sweat while shivering. Her eyes played tricks on her. She still half perceived she was wrapped up tight in sheets. The room was neat and clean and had a bed in it. The other half was coming into focus. Her legs were dangled in debris from the Spring runoff. Her legs were coated in water and some kind of black, evil-smelling pitch or tar that was making her ill just to breathe.
"Have to get out," she mutters. But in her muddled state she can't break free. She's too small and she swears she hears the dark, dank water laugh.
She rips off the tangles and leaps for the...Is it a door?
Whatever it is - "Open, damn you!"
It obliges, sending her tumbling out into another room; a room she doesn't bother to examine before continuing to run.