Reaper's Word

Clair opened her eyes, blinking them. She felt really groggy and she took a deep breath. Her lungs hurt, like they'd forgotten how to stretch with the incoming air. She sat up and felt stiff and sore. She was also very hungry. She moved and grabbed some of the canned food and opened it with her can opener.

"Mm, peaches." She said and downed the whole thing. It felt like she hadn't eaten in months. Her stomach growled. There were a few granola bars there that she ate and they were a little hard, still good though. She downed a bottle of water.

What time was it? Day or night? She felt disorientated. The air around her felt stale and old and the air was a little cool. She dropped her head over the edge on the right side. Judging by the color of light she would guess day time.

She pulled her head back as she heard the first scream. She had to use the bathroom really badly. However If there was screaming going on she sure as hell wasn't going out there. There was a lot of running around the halls and doors slamming. It sounded like utter chaos out there.

At one point she heard something tearing down the hall near her home. Then she heard shouts and screams near the wall that was part of her metal one. Something hit it with extreme force and dented it in.

Clair jumped back but didn't cry out. She watched as the minutes passed and nothing else happened. The wall popped back out fixing itself. She could feel Zeta there and she undoubtedly killed someone. After a short bit she was moving away. It was another twenty before Clair decided to move. She felt around and didn't feel anything bad. At least not close so she took her chance to go out and use the bathroom.

She would have used a bottle or something, she had before but she didn't have anything suitable up here. She went up to the top floor and picked a bathroom there to use. She scrubbed her teeth because her mouth felt absolutely gross and washed up a little. She'd just did her quick shower method the other day and her hair was still clean and she didn't feel all that grimy. Still smelled like the house in her opinion. Not like a scared filthy human living in their own fear and waste.

Clair left the bathroom and moved down the hall, she stopped at a window, putting a hand to it. This window looked out over a rose garden. She knew where she was. It was what she was seeing that stunned her. It made her freeze in place at the sight.

Flowers were in bloom, the sun was out and there was no snow. Judging by what she was seeing she'd guess they'd skipped right over winter. She ran to several other windows just to see if she was wrong but no. It was spring outside.

"How long was I asleep?" She said to herself and got a warm feeling. She instantly felt better not so alone once again. That silent companion there, whether made up or not.

"Morning." She said. "Did...did we sleep through winter?" A warm feeling, she gave a sigh.

"I guess, how would they get up here in the snow to feed him? He'd start tearing chunks out of you." That odd stomach flip came to her and then the warm feeling. She thought that the feeling in her stomach might be humor. They were high in the mountains at the moment, and thinking about it she didn't really know where. It had been a long drive when they'd brought her group here, hours really.

"Are you really alive? Am I crazy?" She said to herself. She got a warm feeling first and then a cool one. "I guess if I was, I'd answer that way." She felt the humor, Clair sighed. Whatever, what was she going to do? If she wanted to survive, she learned she had to roll with the punches.

"Starved for attention hey? Well if it's been months. Then I am out of practice and need to draw." She took off for the studio and got there meeting no one. She smiled, this would help dispel the depression that threatened to come in.

Instant warmth, she sighed. "It's outside today. May I take some things with me?" Warmth. "Thank you." She grabbed a bunch of items and was going to the roof she decided. Maybe it seemed stupid to do what she did, but really what else was she going to do but sit

as she moved down a hall that looked like T-Rex had gone down it tearing up the floors and walls. Blood was splattered here and she turned and went a different way. She had

who it was. She went around the corner and found a light haired man with a light beard growing. He was standing there with a very terrified looking woman. The two of them looked a bit stressed, but who didn't in this house? She couldn't be more than twenty five. A year or so older than Clair.

to meet him, she'd just seen him. Should have thought more about her personal radar. He was one she wanted to stay

met, please have a chat with me." He said pointing to a room they were standing by. Yeah because chats were what they had time for in this house. Well she was drawing so... crazier things had happened. Still she'd

good, I don't like to stay in one spot

you were here before us." He said and she thought that she felt an odd pressure on her mind. Gustav was frowning at her. Was he psychic and trying to read her

myself and keep things stored for the full moon." She didn't think that he was in his right mind, he felt off.

again." She turned to leave them. Which was a lie, she

where do

you." She responded. What a stupid

pulled out a knife she had slashing at him. It was a good thing she never put her guard down. What could they really want from her? She'd be gone if she had the answers they wanted. Did they

one." She said, Gustav looked at the man, they spoke in a language she

man that lives here has offered a few of us things if we give him you, or tell him where it is you hide." Clair swallowed, she just bet it irked Isaiah that she kept getting away from him. Control freak. She'd been following him around for weeks, she knew his character alright. She eluded him, she was sure that alone got his attention. Probably bruised his ego. Clearly no

are taking me is dead, so fuck off." She said and edged around the Goliath

hair and she turned slashing at him. He didn't make a sound, his eyes were

the knife with the

take me to him,

the one that brought you or found you out would get it." Her wrist was staring to burn and her head hurt from being jerked

me go, is

few surprises up her sleeve. She hadn't yet used her talents, because she didn't want others to know. It was the one

now let go." Gustav looked

know something we don't." Yeah she had talents they