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.

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 turned and

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

Should have thought more about her personal radar. He was one she wanted to stay clear of. Way to go Clair, way to not care and be cocky.

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 rather be

like to

was frowning at her. Was he psychic and trying to read her mind? That was what she thought might

the full moon." She didn't think that he was in

again." She turned to leave them. Which

where do

to tell you." She responded.

why I'm alive." the door to her right opened and a man came out. He reached for her and she jumped out of the way. Clair 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 think she wasn't trying to escape because she liked it

me, I trust no one." She said, Gustav looked at the man, they spoke in a language

did he know her name? She'd never told them her name. "The 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

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

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

and twisted holding her still. She had to drop the knife with the hold. Gustav came over and looked at her. She kicked out but missed and Mario had her arm bent behind her and a harsh hold

you take me to him, he'll just

that brought you or found you out would get it." Her wrist

me go, is it really worth a

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

let go." Gustav looked

we don't." Yeah she had talents they didn't, that help