[Her first reaction after waking is panic. Justine lashes out at those who are unfortunate enough to be standing near her. Her fingernails catch skin and drops of blood are flicked heatedly against the white polished floor. The nurses quickly sedate her, dropping the thin midnight haired girl into a deep dreamless sleep.
Her wrists are marked and her features appear too thin as she lies motionless in the hospital bed. There are no other marks on her pretty skin but obvious signs of stress and fatigue.
When Justine's eyes flutter open again she's calm, almost dream like in her manner.]
Hello? What happened. [Her voice is warm, sweet and fragile as if her earlier outburst had never occurred. Justine's head turns towards the machine to her left wondering what each substance is that's streaming into her veins.]
Option Three
[Justine pushes her long dark hair out of her face as she walks. Her pace is slow and her movements fluid as if the motion helped her organize the thoughts that tumbled in her head. A hand went to her slender neck as a dark room and figures rose to the forefront of her thoughts. Maybe she is crazy. That's what those at the hospital had told her but it's to difficult to believe.
Bit by bit her mind pieces things together only to pause and push away the darker thoughts that teased the edge of her rationality.
Her fingers began to tremble violently as she reaches for the medicine that had been give to her by the hospital. She slips a pill between her lips and swallows. She begins to count the seconds. 1- 2- 3- And soon she feels the darkness retreat.
Justine exhales and opens her eyes to see the thick woods around her. She hadn't been paying attention to where she'd been going and she's now very lost. The screams didn't frighten her but what shadows lay in the woods just might.]
Option Four
I am looking for a man but I can't seem to remember his name. Can someone please help me?
Justine || The Dresden Files
Her wrists are marked and her features appear too thin as she lies motionless in the hospital bed. There are no other marks on her pretty skin but obvious signs of stress and fatigue.
When Justine's eyes flutter open again she's calm, almost dream like in her manner.]
Hello? What happened. [Her voice is warm, sweet and fragile as if her earlier outburst had never occurred. Justine's head turns towards the machine to her left wondering what each substance is that's streaming into her veins.]
Bit by bit her mind pieces things together only to pause and push away the darker thoughts that teased the edge of her rationality.
Her fingers began to tremble violently as she reaches for the medicine that had been give to her by the hospital. She slips a pill between her lips and swallows. She begins to count the seconds. 1- 2- 3- And soon she feels the darkness retreat.
Justine exhales and opens her eyes to see the thick woods around her. She hadn't been paying attention to where she'd been going and she's now very lost. The screams didn't frighten her but what shadows lay in the woods just might.]