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Thanatophobia; Day 3, Afternoon - Open
Topic Started: Nov 12 2016, 08:01 PM (1,133 Views)
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"That’s not a prediction, that’s a spoiler.”
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And that's when the door flew open and -

(Audrey Reyes continued from Hideaway.)

- oh hey she didn't know anyone was in this dump.

"Holy fuck!"

Suffice it to say Audrey stopped dead in her tracks. Her eyes went wide, she took a step back. She damn near tumbled over her own shoelaces. Her hand took hold of the door frame though so she ended up sorta slumping against it.

"Jasper!" Audrey let out a gasp of relief. It did not sound particularly relieved. "You scared the crap out of me!"

Audrey straightened her shoulders. She furrowed her brows together and she narrowed her eyes at Jasper. Audrey felt suspicious, though the life of her she could not determine why. There was really nothing to be suspicious of. It wasn't like Jasper was restricted from this area of the asylum or whatever, employees only. It was just, like, it was WEIRD. And kind of creepy. Sitting around in a big room all by yourself. Had Jasper been trying to sleep? No way was he getting any in that chair. The floor looked more comfortable!

Maybe it was just the shock of finally running across someone and not having a clear cut way to avoid them. There were probably worst people to stumble across. Jasper was harmless -- at least, Audrey always figured he was harmless. He looked harmless. The logical part of Audrey's brain made it clear that looks weren't everything. But, like, she had her nunchaku. If Jasper tried anything she could just boink him on the head and run away.

She felt her stomach churn for what felt like the tenth time that day -- and the sun was still out! Well. Sorta. The sky was turning to shit, which was why she sought shelter in the asylum. Whatever, semantics.

"What the heck are you doing in here?" Audrey asked -- then, with a swift clearing of the throat, "Did you come in here to beat the rain? Because it looks like it's going to start pouring."

How's the weather on Butcher Island Audrey? Oh, so-so, y'know?
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"That’s not a prediction, that’s a spoiler.”
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Oh.

The way Jasper responded made Audrey shrink back, as though she were somehow imposing on hanging out in a room all by yourself. He's been here a day though? Maybe Audrey overreacted. Maybe he's been wandering the halls, searching? With the shock of running into someone the way she did dissipated, she relaxed. Her shoulders loosened. She smiled a sheepish smile. Gosh, she made things way more awkward than it needed to be. It was like she was back home!

"Well. It's gonna rain. At least, I think it is. You how it is."

Audrey did not, in fact, know how it was. She didn't even know what she meant by 'it'. She felt a little guilty about being so suspicious about Jasper of all people. Okay, Audrey, stop. She breathed in through her nose. She walked further into the room, dropped her bag onto the nearest seat she could find. She exhaled through her nose. Audrey did this two more times, in, out. Gotta compartmentalize, compartmentalize, compartmentalize.

Audrey turned back to Jasper. Her smile was easier, felt lighter on her face. "A break? Heck, we all need one of those. Don't mind if I join you?"

She had the nunchaku out, spinning one end around slowly. She spun her head around, attention focused on the open doorway. She was about to answer Jasper but now she had -- someone else? She recognized the girl in the half-open doorway. Not her name though. It's hard to forget that shade of cobalt.

"Oh?" She waved at the girl with her free hand, since her other hand was busy being tangled with the chain of the nunchaku. "Hey, what's up? We're just chilling! Jasper and me! I just, uh," she turned to look at Jasper, "just spent the past day exploring the island and haven't really... talked to anyone. And Jasper's been... here. I guess.

"So... Hey!"

She waved before realizing she just said hello to the girl. Ugh.
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"That’s not a prediction, that’s a spoiler.”
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So.

So like.

Audrey had no idea what just happened. When Alvaro left the room with his gun and without cleaning up the mess he had made, Audrey just stood there. Eyes wide, pupils dilated, unblinking. Her arms slack by her sides, her breath caught in the pit of her throat. She stared at the corpse on the ground, what was left of Jasper Bustamante. She stared at it and stared at it, trying to process why Jasper was dead, when the hell did this happen? Of course it was Alvaro, fuck it, of course she knew that. She saw him pull the trigger herself. What shocked her was how quickly Jasper went from smiling to corpse face in what felt like sixty seconds. It wasn't like in the movies where things just fade away, slowly, until there is nothing left. Jasper did not have the luxury of a slow, melodramatic death. That's what dug into Audrey, sank in, lingered long after Alvaro was gone. And that's what made Audrey frozen in place. She stood there for lord knows how long just gaping at freshly painted stain on the ground and she stood there until some part of her brain asked her why she was staring at a corpse and Audrey did not have a good enough answer.

Audrey did not cry. Of course she would, later. She just turned away from the body, grabbed her bag off the chair and turned to leave.

Was her body going into shock? That was the only explanation she had regarding the lack of reaction. Audrey took the death of Jasper like she would the death of a fly. Jasper Bustamante, someone she might have considered a friend. Jasper Bustamante, a friendly boy who never did anything to hurt anyone. Jasper Bustamante, the person who tried to talk to Alvaro. Audrey wanted to talk to Alvaro too. But she was too scared. Scared and furious. Alvaro ditched her, of course. Alvaro also killed someone so, um, yeah. Audrey, for once in her life, decided to compose herself because, hey, Jasper was trying to talk to him. Everything was going to be fine.

"No one is trying to understand you, to help you."

Much later, Audrey wondered what would have happened if she tried to speak to Alvaro. Would Jasper still be alive? Would she have taken Jasper's place on the dirty floor in the Group Therapy room? And for what? For trying to help Alvaro?

"I just want to listen, Alvaro."

What a crock of shit.

(Audrey Reyes continued Cold Cold Nights under Chrome and Glass.)
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