[hr][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/1NInDhF.png[/img][/center] [b][code]???[/code][/b][hr] The snowstorm that had engulfed the town had reduced the visibility to such an absurd level that people could only see vague shadows in the distance. There weren't too many shadows out, given the anarchy that the town had fallen into. Which made it easy for the attendant of the front desk to simply look at her phone, as the whole lobby was completely desolate. She was hoping that the night would go by fast, so she can head home. However, a figure wandered through the snowy streets of Farmer Hill, holding something in hand. He slowly made his way towards the hospital and he gazed up at the sign of "St. Mercer's Hospital". He knew he was exactly where he needed to be. The sliding doors of the hospital opened wide for him and he stepped inside. The woman raised her head and dropped her phone at the sight; it was a tall middle-aged man that was covered in blood and oozing flesh wounds that should have killed the man. But here he was, standing in the middle of the lobby, holding a massive rusty pipe that looked like it was ripped out of someone's house. The woman loudly screamed the man quickly closed the distance and grabbed her by the neck, lifting her up into the air. She stared him directly into his eyes that were glowing with an otherworldly orange color... as her eyes began glowing as well... [hr][center][hider=Kingdom Hearts 1.5 - Treasured Memories][youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QNPgTOVintQ[/youtube][/hider][hr][img]https://i.imgur.com/C4njhfP.png[/img] [/center] [b][code]St. Mercer Hospital[/code][/b] [hr] Justin's memories brought him back somewhere he truly didn't want to go. The lucid dreams brought him back to the worst day of his life... he looked down at his hands and saw himself glowing with a transparent red color as if he was a ghost. He was watching... himself, not too long ago, skateboarding down the street to his grandmother's house. If he had a heart right now, it would have started racing, he violently jerked himself away as he shouted, "No! I'm not going through this again!" Yet, even though he resisted, Justin was thrust to it; the moment that changed him forever. He saw the police outside of his grandmother's house and they were carrying out [i]something[/i] on a cart with a sheet over it. It obviously looked like a body... and there was lots of blood dripping out of it. He paused for a moment as he tried to run in, but he was stopped by two policemen. "Kid, don't!" One of the policemen said. "No, let me in!" Justin shouted as the tears started running, "Please, I have to make sure she's okay!" "Kid, you don't want to see what happened to her!" The policeman effortlessly held Justin back as he was forced to watch them put her grandmother in that van. No matter how hard he screamed or protested, they wouldn't let him past. "What did they do to her!?" Present Justin had no choice but to stop and clench his fists. "... They killed her! Real messy, too." The Policeman said... which made Justin's heart sink as he fell to his knees and cried. Even though he had a fleeting suspicion as to what happened, it didn't make the actual words being said to his face any better. The scene faded away as it quickly changed to the sheriff's office with him sitting leaning forward next to his mother - Meifeng, a tall Chinese woman that was very well-built even for her age, and had her hair in a dark brown rope ponytail, wearing a suit-dress - sat next to him with her arms crossed. Across from them was Sheriff Reese, sitting at his desk sifting through the papers. "So...." Meifeng spoke in a deep accent, giving the sheriff a glance that showed how displeased she was. "... You're telling me that somebody broke into my mother's house just to kill her, stole nothing, and left behind no evidence?" She spoke as if the Sheriff was a moron because Justin knew it was complete bullshit. "My investigators have come up with no leads, I'm sorry to say." "Then let me investigate it." Meifeng suggested, "Maybe this case needs a second perspective..." "I can't let you do that, this is a matter for Farmer Hill's sheriff's department," Reese said. "I'm above you," Meifeng quickly flashed her CIA badge. "With all due respect, [i]Sheriff,[/i]" Meifeng said that word as if it was an insult, before she continued, "That sounds unlikely unless someone's not doing their job..." She trailed off, passive-aggressive. "I'm telling you, we're as confused as you are." "... You guys are only confused because you fucking backwater rednecks aren't doing your jobs!" Justin screamed at the top of his lungs, surprising both Reese and his mother. "Hundreds of people died in this damn town, and nobody has even thought of who could fucking be behind it!?" He slammed his fist on the desk to make his point. "[i]Justin, calm yourself, I have this.[/i]" Meifeng said to him in her native language in a low tone. But, her words didn't reach Justin in time, as he continued his flaming rant, "I bet it was one of you that did it! Yeah, you can't find any evidence because you don't want to, you rednecks probably had something against her so you killed her because you could get away with it." However, the Sheriff had enough, he sighed as he said, "We're done here, Zhaos. Leave here right now or I'll have someone escort you out." "This isn't the last you'd hear of me." Meifeng snarled as she walked out, and Justin followed. Present Justin clenched his fists as fire surrounded him as he cried yet again before Justin was projecting a massive flame in all directions that looked like an enormous torch that burned the scene... [hr] Not unlike the others, Justin was violently stirred awake by the God-Child, he gasped for air as he shut his eyes closed because the white room and the lights had hurt his eyes. He was wondering what the hell had happened, and wherein the hell had Justin ended up. After one quick glance around, he determined that he was in a hospital. Wow, weird. He climbed out of the bed and realized that he still had no idea where he was. He was in a hospital room, yeah, but was he still in Farmer Hill? Not only that, but Justin knew that something was coming towards him. The Glutton had found them, which meant it was going to either send a Scott Reese after them or it... he felt a feeling of deep sadness within himself as he remembered what just happened to Claire. She was dead... not his closest friend, but he still liked her company. It was another reason to kill the Glutton, but he realized that he had to figure out where the others were. Which was easier said than done because he was still really disoriented by suddenly being jolted awake. He almost fell over while trying to get out of the bed, and he had to slowly stumble over to the door. He opened the door and got the worst of the scream... he was hoping it wasn't anyone he knew, but he rushed towards the source of the scream. [hr][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/f4XE2MO.png[/img] [/center] [b][code]... Somewhere?[/code][/b] [hr] Before she could experience any of the visions, Jordan was brought back to the same black void that she had become afraid of in the past. It was a portent of her fear of death, but it wasn't as surprising as it once was, she admitted. She expected what was coming... especially when she heard the thunderous footsteps in the distance. Jordan casually turned her head to see the Hound in the distance, slowly walking towards her. She swallowed as she knew that she had nothing to fear from the giant wolf... which had taken the size of a building again. She was trying to contain her fear, but she couldn't help but shiver, stare at it slaw-jawed, as she loudly gulped. "... Jordan Nichols," The Hound started off. "You still don't get it, do you?" He asked, tilting his head sideways at the girl. "I'm not afraid of you, Hound..." Jordan clenched her fists as she snarled at the giant wolf, only for the beast to take a smaller size as he walked a circle around Jordan. "That's obviously not true," The Hound scoffed at her comment, chuckling softly as he said, "Regardless of whether or not you fear death, it still comes all the same..." He trailed off, but Jordan crossed her arms and took a deep breath. "What is there to get?" Jordan hissed out the question. "That I can't escape death, or something else stupid and cryptic?" "Madison Brown was meant to live." Immediately, Jordan jolted upon the words and she immediately whipped around to face the ghostly wolf. She could no longer hide her shaking as she muttered, "... What?" Instead of saying anything, the black void began taking form. It took the appearance of a scene that haunted Jordan to this day. A dark Philadelphian avenue that had a speeding Ford 2016 Explorer speeding down the street. Jordan was frozen in place, not a word left her mouth as she watched the scene in horror. The Explorer ran the light and the car was hit by another speeding car from the size and the vehicle went careening out of control and they ended up hitting a pick-up truck at crushing speeds. However, the scene was a bit different... instead of hitting the passenger's side, it hit the driver's side. A young African-American teen came stumbling out, bloodied, but still able to walk. She dragged herself to the other side and opened the door... ... For Jordan's dead body to come falling out. The girl grabbed onto Jordan and loudly screamed her name as tears began falling. The scene faded away back into darkness as Jordan fell to her knees. "As you can see, this was the way things were supposed to go..." The Hound stood over Jordan as he grew in size. "... I can fix things. I can make things right... and I can give you the outcome you desperately wanted. You just need to come with me, Madison will take your place." He trailed off. Jordan did nothing, she said nothing. The Hound began walking off. "I thought by giving you the truth you would come with me..." The Hound muttered, "...But, it seems you still don't get it." [hr] Jordan loudly gasped for air as she was jolted upwards. The infuriating sound of the machines beeping was the first clue she was in a hospital. The second one was, well, the room itself. A large white room with a bed and curtains... and she hated hospitals. Tears began to fall from Jordan's cheeks as she was forced to relive that horrifying experience. What was worse was that she was in a hospital... where she received the news about what happened. She loudly sobbed, as she just couldn't contain it anymore. There was a sinking feeling that she wasn't going to survive this, and maybe she'll just go with the Hound because it's more peaceful... ... No. Jordan raised her head, it would be selfish to abandon her friends and these people against the Glutton. And if she was going to have Madison take her place, she would have to make sure the Glutton is out of the picture first... if she could even stop it. If she recalled correctly, she could stop time - at horribly inconsistent moments. Jordan shook her head for just a moment as her feet touched the cold floor. Okay, she just needed to figure out where she was. She looked down at the hospital gown and realized that her cell phone was definitely not on her so there go the easy answers. She slowly maneuvered towards the door, with her fucked up leg she was definitely the most helpless out of the Aw- ... Then she heard screaming in the distance. [i] Oh boy. [/i] [hr][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/pzvcW5L.png[/img] [sup][sup][@FernStone][@Zombiedude101][/sup][/sup][/center] [b][code]St. Mercer Hospital[/code][/b] [hr] Kimberly found herself in a dreamscape of her own... she was watching a past recollection of herself. She watched her past self as she stood over a computer desk with all sorts of photographs in hand. Pictures that Beth sent her of her adventures in New York City, and of all the fun times she was having without her. What made it even more insulting was that she insisted on sending her physical photographs - and what was worse was that she was sending pictures of her [i]amazing[/i] grades and whatnot. Kimberly couldn't stand that bitch, at least after what she did... look at her. Having fun, getting a boyfriend... "UGH!" Kimberly screamed at the top of her lungs as she ripped the photographs in half. Before she threw them into the trash and things began to fade away... [hr] Like all the others, she awoke in the hospital and was fairly confused about what had happened. The portal was their sweet respite, but they lost it all when they heard the hellish sound of the Glutton. Though, the scream that she just heard was nowhere near as bad as that. Kimberly remembered what that voice told them... The Glutton was on its way. Which meant that they had to get the hell out of there. She looked down... and determined that the last thing she wanted to get caught in was a hospital gown. First thing's first, she needed to find her stuff, then she needed to find the other Awakened. It was a simple concept on paper, but she knew it would get very complicated. Kimberly slowly opened the door as she stepped into the hallway, she heard some low chattering and it was literally her only lead on the others. Still, she was cautious as ANYTHING could happen. She turned the corner and was met with the sight of Rien and the guy that saved them, and her heart warmed up. The girl almost excitedly ran over to them, but she slowed down when she remembered she had to be subtle. "Rien, thank God you're alive!" Kimberly whispered before she glanced at the fat-kid, whom she didn't personally know but she definitely knew he was a good guy since he saved them from the Glutton. "Have you seen the others...?" She asked, before adding on, "and have you had any weird dreams?" She also looked towards the new guy in case he also knew anything.