| [Another white room. It’s not half as peaceful, as simplistic as the last, laced with drawings much like the memories that passed by in the projection room, everything glowing, everything laced with a particular tone.]
[Laced with red.]
[The fire burns, higher and higher, blazing through the room and across the table, focused on its very center. It’s there that Roxas is tied down, body spread in an eagle position- an X- as he lies there and screams.]
[Screams at the pain. Screams to block out the sound.]
Traitor. They’ll destroy you. Traitor. Traitor.
[A neverending cycle in voices he knows- voices of the Organization. Axel’s is pleading, then angry- Demyx, Xaldin, Xigbar, Saix- all cold, all merciless as his flesh seems to sizzle without changing tone, as the fire licks right through skin and into his soul.]
Traitor. Traitor. They’ll destroy you.
[Everything is laced with red]
[OOC: A little different than the current theme. Lucid dreaming can actually cause very acute night terrors, as well as panic attacks and sleep paralysis. Hence what Roxas is experiencing now.] |
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