Lyra
Supernova
- Joined
- Feb 11, 2009
Slowly, conciousness came to her. Her eyes gradually fluttered open, exposing the world to her for the first time. Oddly enough, it was filtered through a green haze. That was when she noticed something attached to her face. Panic began to grip her, and she flailed, knocking off the oxygen mask. Her fear began to escalate as she couldn't breathe in the emerald fluid she now realized she was in. Desperately, she made her way to the top of the tank, coughing up the liquid in her lungs and rubbing her eyes as she broke the surface. Though her vision was still fuzzy, she could tell that there was nothing but darkness in the room as she threw her legs over the top and landed on the floor. An investigation of her surrounding revealed a door.
It took her a little while to figure out how to open it, but once she had, she made her way into a barely lit hallway. A noise alerted her to danger and she fled in the other direction just as a night watchman turned the corner. Barely excaping notice, she began looking for a way to escape this frightening place. Another door, this one clear, showed through to the outside. Instinctively equating the greenery outside with safety, she pushed it open and made a break for the treeline and kept running until the noise from the alarm was no longer audible.
She wandered around for a while until a burning in her throat made itself known. She did not know how to relieve it until she heard the sound of a stream nearby. Quickly she made her way towards it and dipped her cupped paws in the water to bring it to her parched mouth. That was when she saw her reflection. She was covered in a white fur with red markings here and there. Mesmerized by her own image, she couldn't stop studying her own features.
It took her a little while to figure out how to open it, but once she had, she made her way into a barely lit hallway. A noise alerted her to danger and she fled in the other direction just as a night watchman turned the corner. Barely excaping notice, she began looking for a way to escape this frightening place. Another door, this one clear, showed through to the outside. Instinctively equating the greenery outside with safety, she pushed it open and made a break for the treeline and kept running until the noise from the alarm was no longer audible.
She wandered around for a while until a burning in her throat made itself known. She did not know how to relieve it until she heard the sound of a stream nearby. Quickly she made her way towards it and dipped her cupped paws in the water to bring it to her parched mouth. That was when she saw her reflection. She was covered in a white fur with red markings here and there. Mesmerized by her own image, she couldn't stop studying her own features.