[ She woke up in the hospital, had a weird experience that felt like a fever dream. When she woke up the second time, at first she was relieved to not be in the hospital. But then she looked around and realized she was still in the hospital. Just not the same part of the hospital. While the floor she had initially woken up on was clean and untouched, this floor looked a lot more like she expected a Silent World hospital to look: abandoned, ransacked.
She decides to look around, making her way down to the basement, where she hears whimpering cries coming from one of the drawers.
Carefully, she withdraws her knife and approaches. It could be a troll, trying to trick her.
It doesn't sound like a troll, though. It sounds like someone hurt, and scared. She reaches out with her left hand, holding her knife in her right, and pulls open the drawer, ready to strike at the first sign of an enemy--! ]
no subject
She decides to look around, making her way down to the basement, where she hears whimpering cries coming from one of the drawers.
Carefully, she withdraws her knife and approaches. It could be a troll, trying to trick her.
It doesn't sound like a troll, though. It sounds like someone hurt, and scared. She reaches out with her left hand, holding her knife in her right, and pulls open the drawer, ready to strike at the first sign of an enemy--! ]