✖ thirty-fourth trauma//reminiscence - Video ✖

[wolfishsurvivalist]

[The device falls out of her numb fingers as she drops to her knees, clutching her head.]

Nnnno--! I can smell the death here! The others--I--

[Her hands are shaking as she stares at the floor.]

My skull is trying to split open, what's going on?

Comments

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

No I do--I don't know.

[stormhelm.livejournal.com]

Just... calm down, then, tell me what's going on.

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

I can feel it, like something else is trying to fill me up. Someone else's voice, their thoughts, like something's cramming something extra into me and there's not enough room.

[stormhelm.livejournal.com]

[this sounds a little too familiar.]

You mean... like someone else is using your brain to think, and it feels weird, and you don't.. .understand it, but it still feels...

[No, really not good at explaining.]

I think... I'm having a similar problem.

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

Yeah, basically.

[stormhelm.livejournal.com]

.. Maybe it's the ghosts, or... I don't know. I'll see what I can find out.

[You hear him mutter something to himself, then the feed cuts.]

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

[She just stares at the phone like she's not sure what to do with it before sighing. There's nothing she can do now, is there? Probably best to just wait it out for now.]