[center][h1][color=green]Uná O'Brian[/color][/h1][/center]

[img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/18d01698-ed1e-4bc4-bc4d-b838036a3be3.jpg[/img][hr][hr]Confusion took over. Things snapped in and out of reality. Screams of the dying. Strains of Requiem by Mozart. All coming to a cacophony of sound.

Uná swayed as the sprinklers kicked in. She saw Heidi talking but heard nothing but the din of noise already within her. Heidi was trailed by little floating orbs that pulsed in time to the music. Uná blinked and they were morphing into imps. She swallowed nervously and started looking for a way out. She looked over at the window that looked out over the main room and squinted.[color=green][i] Was that fire? Maybe that's why the sprinklers are going off.[/i][/color]

Looking back she braced her hands over her ears as [i]The Rooster[/i] blared in her head and she looked at Frost, aka Lex, as he lit the zippo under his chin to talk to Heidi. As he did so he appeared to Uná as a macabre version of himself. The imps made of light laughed maniacally and headed for him. As they reached him they disappeared into Frost. 

There was movement in the dark corner and as Uná strained to see into it the darkness seemed to take on a life of its own. It rose with a chattering noise to the ceiling. Red eyes turned on her and a dry chatter clacked from it, like a laugh.

Uná's heart pounded like it would burst from her chest. Her breathing turned panicked and she hyperventilated as she passed out the room changed subtly. She could no longer be seen. She'd wrapped illusions around herself.

[@Silver Carrot][@RedVII][@Pilatus]