DIB DIB-D-DIB (![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} swollenmothman) wrote in ![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} damned,@ 2008-05-06 21:05:00 |
|
Nightshift 31: M91
Nooo...!
Dib sat up from his bed, his eyes wide open but his head still swimming with vivid images of the skeletal reflection in the mirror and the suspiciously enthusiastic man who tried to free him. He looked around side-to-side and recognized his surroundings: someway, somehow, he was back in his room, tucked in bed with a splitting headache and a whole smörgåsbord of questions that desperately needed answers. "That," he gasped, "that wasn't just a dream, was it?" He shook his head and slid out of bed. "And why is it always that bathroom?"
Grabbing a flashlight and a notebook, he scampered over to the door. "Only one way to find out..."
[to here]
Nooo...!
Dib sat up from his bed, his eyes wide open but his head still swimming with vivid images of the skeletal reflection in the mirror and the suspiciously enthusiastic man who tried to free him. He looked around side-to-side and recognized his surroundings: someway, somehow, he was back in his room, tucked in bed with a splitting headache and a whole smörgåsbord of questions that desperately needed answers. "That," he gasped, "that wasn't just a dream, was it?" He shook his head and slid out of bed. "And why is it always that bathroom?"
Grabbing a flashlight and a notebook, he scampered over to the door. "Only one way to find out..."
[to here]
