250mhzwabl: (is it cool to go to sleep on the floor)
Jack Holden ([personal profile] 250mhzwabl) wrote in [community profile] revivalprojectooc 2019-07-12 04:36 am (UTC)

Miles to go

[There is no way this is Proles.

Jack had opened his eyes, and the first thing that his brain had latched onto had been sky. Yawning, endless sky, impossible to escape from, so empty and formless that he'd clutched the rim of the fountain and closed his eyes tight and fought for a long, long time the panicky, sick certainty that he was about to fly off the surface of the planet and be swallowed into nothingness. By the time he'd managed to stop hyperventilating and wrestle his eyes open to look at the ground, the sweat was dripping from the ends of his hair, around the rims of the round metal ports set into his spine at even intervals, stinging his eyes and blurring the earthbound parts of the world. But he'd run anyway, and stumbled, and found a doorway where he thinks he must have managed to stumble inside and under a rotted table and pass out.

It's not exactly a great way to meet a new city.

When he comes to, he's not even certain why, at first - all he's aware of to start off is that there's dust and grit on his face, and he has a headache, and for a dizzy moment he thinks he must have been at one utter spectacle of a party before he remembers the spin of ruined buildings above and the depthless sky cradling them.

And then something shuffles, and clatters, not too far away from him. And then, even with the domeless heavens looming just outside the ruined door, he's still casting around for the first heavy piece of scrap he can swing into this new horror, still creeping out from under his table and ready for the screeching howl, the reaching hands, the-]


-Delta?!

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