Night 57: X-Ray Storage Room

[ex_rosebuds752]

[From here.]

Staggering into the small room, Rose took a moment to try and control her breathing, gasping for air as she leaned against one of the shelves. Her flashlight was dim, but steady for the moment, and even that much light was enough to quell some - though certainly not all - of the unreasonable panic that had ruled her a moment before.

There was something wrong with her. This had never happened before. Oh, sure, she'd been scared before, she was nowhere near too proud to admit. Spend five hundred years running and hiding from the strongest and worst of her kind and then try to deny that little fact sounded ridiculous even to her. But this was something different. Not even facing Elijah had inspired this kind of bone-deep terror. Of things in the dark, of all things. Dammit, she was one of the things in the dark. Why was she freaking out now?

Comments

[ex_rosebuds752]

Despite the minor trepidation she felt, Rose took his getting to his feet to be agreement, or at least acceptance. Taking a deep, steadying breath, she reached out and twisted the handle, slipping into the next room.

[To here.]