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waterformybath2012-04-21 03:08 pm
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2012-04-21
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♥(002 | dream)
[The hospital is dead silent. Where one would usually hear the comforting whir of machines, reassuring chimes of life maintained, there is only silence. It's the dead of night, emphasis on dead. A sickly green glow is cast into the dark hallways. The only light comes from a large, full, yellow moon. The Dark Hour: a time when only certain individuals are active.]
[The silence of the hospital is broken by the sound of running footsteps. Minako ascends the stairs, clad in her school uniform, the red S.E.E.S. armband pinned to her sleeve. She holds her Evoker very tightly, taking only a second to pause and take some deep breaths. She starts down the hallway, ignoring the macabre bloodstains of the Dark Hour. The coffins, however, are more difficult to ignore.]
( Warning for Clinical depictions of Gore/Death )
[The silence of the hospital is broken by the sound of running footsteps. Minako ascends the stairs, clad in her school uniform, the red S.E.E.S. armband pinned to her sleeve. She holds her Evoker very tightly, taking only a second to pause and take some deep breaths. She starts down the hallway, ignoring the macabre bloodstains of the Dark Hour. The coffins, however, are more difficult to ignore.]
( Warning for Clinical depictions of Gore/Death )