Post by Evelyn Harper on Apr 2, 2010 18:08:18 GMT -5
(This thread takes place in the United States but we don't have a U.S board so I'm just gonna post it here ;D)
The lights flashed in the small motel room. Evelyn Harper was fast asleep on the bed with her arm dangling over the side. The light-bulb that was flashing exploded overhead and Evie buried her face in the pillow for a moment before rubbing her eyes. Slowly she lifted her head. The scene that met her eyes looked like something straight out of a horror movie. Blood was splattered on the walls and innards were spread out all over the floor. Evie took a sharp intake of breath and rolled over. She sat up and looked over at the chair in the corner. A man sat in the chair, his head propped up against the wall with his dead eyes open staring at her blankly. A large piece of glass was sticking out of the side of his throat and his stomach had been ripped apart leaving his insides to spill out onto the floor. She scrambled to get up. She put her feet over the side of the bed and looked down to see a large man with his throat ripped out laying at her feet. She gasped and got up quickly. Body parts littered the floor and she couldn't tell how many people were actually dead in the room. She didn't remember anything from last night and could come up with no plausible explanation as to why she was in a motel room full of corpses. The last thing she recalled was crying in her room after Emily had told her that Andre was in a coma. The rest was a blur. She spotted a camera set up in the middle of the room pointed towards the bed. She walked over to it and took the video-camera off the tripod. She stopped when she caught a glimpse of her reflection in the cracked mirror watching her. Her mirror image was turned towards her with her shirt bloodied. She watched in fear as the mirror reflection of herself brought its fingers to its lips. "Shh" the reflection whispered. She looked shocked as the girl in the mirror that looked just like her put her finger down from her lips and grinned at Evelyn. She turned her back to the mirror and held the camera tightly to her chest as she fumbled in her pocket for her cellphone. The first thing she saw when she opened it was a very long missed call's list. Ben had tried to call her at least 30 times. She closed her phone and threw it on the bed along with the camera. She walked over to the dead body in the chair and searched him for a wallet. His I.D card stated that he was a member of the Las Vegas, Nevada S.W.A.T team. She slipped the wallet back in his pocket and frantically wiped his blood from her hands. It was all too much to take in and she didn't understand anything. She walked back to the bed and picked up her cell phone. She dialed Mason's number and waited for him to pick up. "Please answer. Please answer. Please answer" she chanted praying for the man to answer.
The lights flashed in the small motel room. Evelyn Harper was fast asleep on the bed with her arm dangling over the side. The light-bulb that was flashing exploded overhead and Evie buried her face in the pillow for a moment before rubbing her eyes. Slowly she lifted her head. The scene that met her eyes looked like something straight out of a horror movie. Blood was splattered on the walls and innards were spread out all over the floor. Evie took a sharp intake of breath and rolled over. She sat up and looked over at the chair in the corner. A man sat in the chair, his head propped up against the wall with his dead eyes open staring at her blankly. A large piece of glass was sticking out of the side of his throat and his stomach had been ripped apart leaving his insides to spill out onto the floor. She scrambled to get up. She put her feet over the side of the bed and looked down to see a large man with his throat ripped out laying at her feet. She gasped and got up quickly. Body parts littered the floor and she couldn't tell how many people were actually dead in the room. She didn't remember anything from last night and could come up with no plausible explanation as to why she was in a motel room full of corpses. The last thing she recalled was crying in her room after Emily had told her that Andre was in a coma. The rest was a blur. She spotted a camera set up in the middle of the room pointed towards the bed. She walked over to it and took the video-camera off the tripod. She stopped when she caught a glimpse of her reflection in the cracked mirror watching her. Her mirror image was turned towards her with her shirt bloodied. She watched in fear as the mirror reflection of herself brought its fingers to its lips. "Shh" the reflection whispered. She looked shocked as the girl in the mirror that looked just like her put her finger down from her lips and grinned at Evelyn. She turned her back to the mirror and held the camera tightly to her chest as she fumbled in her pocket for her cellphone. The first thing she saw when she opened it was a very long missed call's list. Ben had tried to call her at least 30 times. She closed her phone and threw it on the bed along with the camera. She walked over to the dead body in the chair and searched him for a wallet. His I.D card stated that he was a member of the Las Vegas, Nevada S.W.A.T team. She slipped the wallet back in his pocket and frantically wiped his blood from her hands. It was all too much to take in and she didn't understand anything. She walked back to the bed and picked up her cell phone. She dialed Mason's number and waited for him to pick up. "Please answer. Please answer. Please answer" she chanted praying for the man to answer.
