Thread: [Silent Hill] Waffles&ii

Her body was huddled in a strange curled position as she rested on the seemingly comfortable couch. Her head had tucked down, like she was in the fetal position, and her chin was resting on the cold glass of the flashlight. The room was a bit cold, but the little bit of sunlight poking through the door was warming the place up by at least two degrees. Of course, when the door closed, whether it was just the sunlight being taken away or something else, the room dropped in about ten degrees, leaving Aimee Jade??s sleeping body shivering. At first, as the industrial noise started, it worked into her dream. It was strange, haunting almost. Her dream consisted of a room filled with gears. Slowly they began turning, and she began searching the room, looking for what was turning them. For once, though, her dreamlike self was nineteen years old. This was quite different from the young girl in pink pajamas that usually plagued her dreams, obviously a younger self. The fact that she was older in this dream wouldn??t have been a big deal except for the fact that she never dreamed of herself at her age. Strange? Her frail body walked around the cold room, fog creeping up around her legs and slowly over her body. It felt like it was filling her lungs, making it hard to breathe and then suddenly she heard a laugh. Looking around, her body spinning 360 degrees, she found the culprit. It was a strange looking monster. At least, she thought it was a monster. At first she thought it was a strange shadow just moving on its own, that is until she saw the actual body of the thing. It was twitching and gurgling as it turned a few gears, its body looking like a human??s except for the flesh, which appeared to have been completely ripped off. It had no eyes, but it could sense that Aimee Jade was behind it. An angry squeal came from what Aimee Jade could only assume was its mouth. Then, with a jolt, Aimee Jade was woken up, the squeal from the creature actually being the ringing throughout the streets. She sat up quickly, accidentally smacking her chin against the flashlight. ??Ouch,? She mumbled, gently pressing two fingers against her chin to make sure she hadn??t cut it. But her attention towards her own body was quickly dismissed as a crackling sound was heard throughout the building. Her eyes widened a bit more and before she could stand up she could actually feel the couch turning into a cold, hard bench. Jumping up just as the bench broke, she then looked up at the rickety chandelier. Shaking her head in disbelief she took a few steps away from it, her footsteps echoing through the room and then being returned. Something was coming towards her. ??H-hello?? She called out into the darkness, her grip on the flashlight tightening. Nothing responded. ??Is somebody there?!?? She cried out, hoping to get a response. She was shortly interrupted by the radio, which blared out static, and she went to grab for her ears, as if covering them from the sound. And then she heard the bump just before the television turned on. She screamed out, looking at the writhing thing which reminded her slightly of the creature in her dream. ??Stay away f-from me!? She screamed at it, yet it came towards her and, once close enough, lunged. Crying out, she began flailing her arms out, the flashlight in one of them. Her eyes were shut tightly, as if protecting her from anything around her. Once she felt the flashlight bump into something, her eyes opened slightly. It had hit the creature square in the head and caused it to fall to the floor. Before it could get up, Aimee Jade made a run for it, not noticing anything around her except for the stairs and the elevator. She wasn??t going to change the elevator, it didn??t even look like it would work. So, she went for the stairs, sprinting up them as fast as her legs would let her.