Thread: âOverexposureâ - Survivor00 & darkangel76

Daniella followed the crowd out of the tram and up the dilapidated escalator. Her nerves were starting to get the better of her as she made her way toward open ground, to where Arthur had gone to clear the way for them all. And, she wasnt liking it. At all. She was more than embarrassed by her bodys reactions and was suddenly grateful to be suited up, the material hiding the fact that her hands were shaking, her body trembling. But she was also pissed. How could her parents let her get mixed up in this shit? She should be back at the hospital As the unnatural light from the surface stabbed at Daniellas eyes, she could hear loud scuffles and gunshots? Her pale eyes widened and her teeth began to chatter. Just what in the hell was going on up there? Her heart began to race as a part of her began to fear for Arthurs life. Hed put himself in harms way to ensure that the rest of them were safe. Something she knew she could never do and it hit hard to admit to such a thing. It made her feel badly for thinking herself above the call for medically assisting a salvage expedition. The crowd moved faster the moment the gunshots were heard. They knew a skirmish had begun and that meant Arthurs life was in danger. Daniella hurried up the escalator, her hands clutching at her gear. As she moved, she began to mutter to herself. Please be all right. Please be all right. Daniella was terrified at what she might see, anticipating the worst. But hoping for the best. She ran out into the open with the others and was greeted by a horrific sight. Arthur was covered in BLOOD! Oh god! Frantic, she raced to his side, trying her best to flip the switch in her brain to go into autopilot. Its like the hospital, Danny, Daniella whispered to herself. Just fix him. Move on. Licking her lips and swallowing, the moment Daniella reached Arthurs side, she began fumbling for supplies in her pack. It's...it's not mine. Not my blood, Arthur said. I'm all right. Daniella couldnt help but sigh in relief, but she still found that she couldnt move, that she was stuck where she stood. There was something in the way of Arthurs voice that bothered her. He sounded off, like someone who had witnessed and experienced too many things that one of their age should never have had to. It made her wonder if shed become like that if these expeditions suddenly became a regular thing after this day. You sure? Daniella asked as she began to reach for Arthur. Just then, the incessant pain in her head gave a push, causing a wave of nausea to rise within her belly. Ugh. She was going to be sick. Immediately, Daniella clutched at her stomach and doubled over, her head falling between her knees. Oh how embarrassing. This was one reaction she couldnt hide and what was worse, it had nothing to do with fear or the bloody sight before her. Im fine. Im fine, Daniella mumbled, trying her best not to vomit. Its my head it hurts, she whimpered. Give me a minute. Daniella clutched at her head, wishing she could give her temples a firm rub. But with the suit on, that was impossible. And she wasnt about to remove a single part of it either. When the nausea subsided, she stood up and looked into Arthurs eyes and gave him a weak smile. You think I dont belong here, huh, Daniella said, her voice low, not an ounce of defense in her words. She honestly didnt think she belonged and not because she wanted out of this expedition. Her head pain was steadily getting worse and she was beginning to doubt if shed be of any help to this rabble. She had to face reality. She needed to get herself checked out.