Thread: There Is a Light this Darkness Can't Hide. [Wreckles & Dreamer-]

The shouts of the men and women continued to ring in her ears as the clowns over looked the area. Their guns were pointed full frontal as they watched every single person like a hawk. Dreamer didnt even know if they were getting any work done, it felt as if everything was shock still. She could hear her own breath and everyone elses in the facility, it caused a weight to press down on her shoulders. That and having yourself at gun-point, what also put a little stress on you. Though It was mostly the silence that killed. So Dreamer bit her bottom lip and held in her next breaths, glancing around the area slowly and trying to keep calm. Soon everything would be over, since the cops looked like they were just outside and ready to bust in. All one had to do was wait.. While your heart pounded in your ears, one could feel the dread that something would happen. That someone would loose their life, someone would get hurt or this would be turned into a real hold up. But those thoughts were washed away when the sight of a man rushing up to tackle the man in the clown mask appeared. A swift gush of air exhailed from her lungs as the two men crashed to the ground just beside her. She quickly moved out of the way with a small gasp, eyes wide and hands spread out in defense. Soon it was all over, the gun was now being held agents the clowns head and the tension was gone. Dreamer now took this time to stand, even if she was a little unstable. Once on her feet she watched as the cops rushed in, shouting and guns raised. She then froze again and let them take care of the situation. But before she could start moving away she was grabbed from behind, by the shoulder, and pushed outside. The sunshine beating down on her skin was welcome, because since the event happened a cold chill had come over her. She muttered a couple words of thanks to the cop and said that she was fine while she crossed her arms and flocked to where the other people were being pushed. She looked around towards the others, some looking shocked, scared, confused or all of the above. Dreamer herself with a little frightened and shaken up. Who wouldnt be? They could have almost died. And that was when Dreamer noticed Hugo, the guy she had spied laying down next to her. And as he waved the paramedics away and they moved onto her, also doing the same, she watched him with some curiosity. Though nothing particular came to mind at the moment, her gaze was simply thoughtful. Then she suddenly noticed she had dropped her ticket number back at the lobby, which made her mutter another curse under her breath. God dammit She said to herself, brushing off her clothing with a frown. Well The bank wouldnt be started back up for awhile anyway. Still, it was a pain in the ass at the thought of waiting all over again. But hey, rather wait in line then be killed by a clown right? So, to get her mind on something else other than her jitters she walked over to Hugo, smiling sheepishly at him in a sort of embarrassed way. Ive been told clowns were scary, but never beleaved it till now. She muttered with a small laugh, trying to ease the tension of what happened by sporting a joke. But sometimes, the jokes were out of taste. But she held out her hand to the man standing next to her and tilted her head slightly to the side. My names Dreamer, its nice to meet you. She said to him, still smiling little.