[ It really is like a AAA horror game. Some part of her would be, should be fascinated. She's played through enough ( and lived through worse ) that while it's scary, it shouldn't be debilitating. That's how it always goes. That's how she managed to get to the end, without fail.
But maybe with the new world, comes new rules — her muscles locked and any desire to look up, the morbid fascination, is completely gone. The voice is something of nightmares, but ones that she's been plagued by for far too long, things she can't just shake off. Every move of defiance is met with a certain level of horror that threatens to swallow her hole. ]
You're not— you're not my mom! [ She's speaking into her legs, still. But the sentence holds enough of a conviction that it rattles her a little, the startling realization that this is a nightmare. One she can wake up from. She just needs to, she has to—
It's uncertain what happens first — the gust of wind, the blinking and whirring of the electronics in the room. The sudden appearance of tentacles connected to a large, flying object that hovers over her.
She can't bring herself to look at where her phone is — was — but she can bring herself to look up. Necronomicon's got a hold on her, which means maybe, maybe, this nightmare will be over soon. ]
i swear i haven't abandoned this
But maybe with the new world, comes new rules — her muscles locked and any desire to look up, the morbid fascination, is completely gone. The voice is something of nightmares, but ones that she's been plagued by for far too long, things she can't just shake off. Every move of defiance is met with a certain level of horror that threatens to swallow her hole. ]
You're not— you're not my mom! [ She's speaking into her legs, still. But the sentence holds enough of a conviction that it rattles her a little, the startling realization that this is a nightmare. One she can wake up from. She just needs to, she has to—
It's uncertain what happens first — the gust of wind, the blinking and whirring of the electronics in the room. The sudden appearance of tentacles connected to a large, flying object that hovers over her.
She can't bring herself to look at where her phone is — was — but she can bring herself to look up. Necronomicon's got a hold on her, which means maybe, maybe, this nightmare will be over soon. ]