As though on queue, the blackness and faces seemed to vanish as though they were a curtain being torn in two to reveal Hojo's lab in the manor, and his laughter as she stood there in terror. Somewhere she could hear her voice being called, but all she could muster was:
I'm... "-so sorry."
Then she was in the lab again, her lab, and standing between Hojo and her computer monitor.
'I see! Another experiment? Once a scientist, always a scientist--'
No, he was wrong. It wasn't... HE wasn't-!
Yet even that scene seemed to fade into static; something new from the usual nightmare, until she saw the demon itself staring back at her.
"Cha...os..."
She awoke with a jolt, not realizing for a second that her grip had tightened on Vincent's suit jacket as she slept, or even that she was being carried until her eyes adjusted. "Where... are we?"
$@#&, she'd fallen asleep waiting for him to return hadn't she.
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Date: 2016-02-23 02:16 am (UTC)I'm... "-so sorry."
Then she was in the lab again, her lab, and standing between Hojo and her computer monitor.
'I see! Another experiment? Once a scientist, always a scientist--'
No, he was wrong. It wasn't... HE wasn't-!
Yet even that scene seemed to fade into static; something new from the usual nightmare, until she saw the demon itself staring back at her.
"Cha...os..."
She awoke with a jolt, not realizing for a second that her grip had tightened on Vincent's suit jacket as she slept, or even that she was being carried until her eyes adjusted. "Where... are we?"
$@#&, she'd fallen asleep waiting for him to return hadn't she.