b_mused | (no subject)

Muse wakes up slowly and sits up just as slow. Her head feels like there's a bunch of teeny little beings in there hitting her on the inside and she winches. owie... She puts her hand to her forehead and winches all over 'gain, even her hands hurt! She has no idea where she is or how she got there but all she knows is she's gettin' featherdustry, real featherdustry. There's no being 'round, just like when she was put in the white room! Oh no... what happened?!

She pushes her-being up as fast as she can, even tho' it hurts bad to move at all. This place doesn't feel like the bad room but still, the PTB's are very tricky and if she's done somethin' so bad that They took 'way her mind 'gain then this must be Their room. She starts tremblin', even if she did somethin' really bad, she doesn't think she can stay and take her 'ment like a muse, not if this is 'nother place like the White Room. She goes clear and runs as fast as she can out of there. Maybe if she runs far and fast 'nough by the time They find her, They'll have forgotten that They put her in the different room at all and just yell. Yellin' she can deal with, maybe she can find a way to make right whatever she's done wrong, but not the other stuff... never the other stuff 'gain. She would rather fade 'way then that so she runs.

She has no idea where she's runnin' to but she winds up back at her tree house. She scrambles up and inside, maybe this place is safe. She glances 'round quickly, she can't feel Their presence yet but that doesn't mean an'thing. She darts over to her desk and climbs underneath it. Drawing her knees up to her chest, she wraps her arms 'round them and starts rockin' back an' forth. She hurts and she's more feather dustry than she's ever been and she knows now that runnin' 'way is a very bad thing. No matter what bad thing she must have done, she should have stayed 'cause now it'll prob'ly be amoeba time for sure. She hides her face 'gainst her arms and starts leakin'.