princessvegas: (027. they're monaco and hamptons bound)
Julie Lawry ([personal profile] princessvegas) wrote in [community profile] abraxaslogs 2022-10-22 06:00 pm (UTC)

[ At least in the store, there had been the mercy of distraction. She'd had books, magazines, even a small boombox that could play CDs (as long as she had batteries). Here, there is nothing except the humming -- the air feels stale and stagnant. No wind, no animals, nothing that can make any noise to listen to. Just the blob's drone and her own howling.

That doesn't mean the words are loud. In fact, they're so faint that, at first, she doesn't even acknowledge them. Julie's lost her mind from isolation before, so she expects to start hearing barely-there voices. It takes her a moment before she realizes.

--body there?

She hiccups. Raises her head and glances around, eyes still brimming with tears. Not seeing any other possibilities, she hesitantly looks up toward the sky, toward the blob. ]


The fuck... ? [ Swiping at her eyes with a balled fist, she stares at the blob for another minute, then raises her voice and calls out. ] Can you hear me?

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