She was lucid though, and trying to figure out where she was. It wasn't the prison, or the hospital. The walls and floor were rich wood, too vivid to be real wood, to bright and untarnished. The ceiling was a black void that she didn't dare look into too long. Suddenly Candice had an urge to run. It wasn't unusual, all she had done since the casino escape was run. She didn't even think she was actually running anywhere.
The urge won, Candice wouldn't fight her instincts. This time though, she wasn't running from something but after something. There was a figure ahead of her, so distant and yet her speed was unnatural and she was just behind them in seconds.
"No.." the figure pleaded, a woman. "Please! Don't hurt me, Please!" Her breathing was strained.
Why would Candice hurt her? It was then she realized a heaviness in her hand. She lifted it up and found a pistol in her hand. Shock and disgust demanded she drop it, but her hand held fast. She was still running, but the figure was gone.
She took the turn in the hallway, and heard the woman's sharp breathing. She could see her in the room. It looked like a hotel room. She was behind the scarce bed, but Candice could see part of her from under it. She was suddenly so angry. Why was she hiding.
"Get out from there." Candice said and stomped toward the woman, brandishing her gun. She had it aimed at the woman.
The woman cried again, blabbering and begging for help. Candice's stomach dropped. What was she doing. A second later she felt the anger return and wrenched the woman forward.
Candice stepped back as the woman curled up into a ball. Sad. She cocked the gun, aiming. That had been Candice earlier, falling apart into herself. She didn't want to hurt this woman. She didn't want to hurt anyone. What was she doing, It was wrong!
Candice snapped awake, eyes frantic and body covered in a cold sweat. She was still by the desk. She had been dreaming. Thankfully she had been dreaming. Candice brought her hands to her face, drawing them down and around her eyes. She had blood on them, not much, but it was splattered. As she studied herself, she found it covered a good deal of her body. She tried to wipe it off, scared and disgusted. She stood up, needing to move. Just move.
Several steps away lay a woman, a hole in her chest. Candice ran.
OOC: SCENARIO 5
Scenario requirements:You're not too sure how, but your character has fallen asleep. If you are in a group with multiple people, each person just dreams a separate dream. As a mix-up, optionally if you are in a group, you can have one of the people be the VICTIM in your dream if you wish (or victims!) You are aware you are asleep, but nothing you do will wake yourself up in this dream. You walk along the dream, and are forced into multiple unwilling scenarios. In the first, you are chasing someone with a weapon of choice down a long hallway, and they beg you to stop. In the second, you turn a hallway, and see them hiding in the room. You can hear them breathing and drag them out from their hiding spot. In the third you raise your weapon against the victim.
As you wake up you realize it was all a dream, and you are sweating intently. Your hands however, are covered in blood. (If a player is RPING the victim, when they wake up they take -10 damage, and are bleeding at [random location ], otherwise make up a bloodied, unconscious victim)
When the event is over, add +10 infection to your character's infection meter.
Characters involved: Candice Wolf
Extra effect: N/A
