Post by Sarahe Gemini on Mar 13, 2021 17:07:24 GMT -6
It had been too long. It was calling to her. She had resisted it for so long long. It had consumed her every thought. Her being. She thought that she had been rid of it. Sarah Madison just wanted a normal life. To rid herself of the haunting memories of the past. Davis. The match. her descent into almost madness. The mask was gone...or so she had thought.
Friday, March 12th, 2021
0930
Baton Rogue, LA
Sarah was finally out of bed. Thank god for days off. Her boss had given her this time, as she was getting ready to move back to Nevada. Baton Rogue was harboring too many memories for her. Thankfully, her job was mostly online, so she could work from anywhere in the country. The packing was almost done. Just some odds and ends left. She needed to clean out the basement, though. That's where 'it' was. She had avoided going down there unless necessary for reasons. But, as she opened the door to the basement, she heard it again. The voice inside of her head that beckoned her to the basement every so often, it got seemingly louder as she stepped through the doorway. One step. Two steps. The voice was louder with every step she took until she was there. The bottom of the stairs. She looked over to her left, and there it was. Somehow, it was just sitting there in the open on top of a box. The mask that she thought she had put away. Suddenly, her head started pounding so hard, it made her drop to her knees. Memories of Davis Wiley. Memories. Watching him triumph. Watching him lose the belt. Watching his clothes and flesh burn. He was in recluse now, not even she could find him. For years, he was off the grid, and for all she knew, he planned on keeping it that way. There she was though. Instinctively reaching for the mask. It was the only way to calm the now screaming in her head. It felt...familiar in her hand. As soon as she grabbed it...silence. An eerie calm fell over the basement now. The voice? Gone. Sarah closed her eyes, and took a deep breath as she put the mask on. It still fit her face perfectly as she ran her hand down the side of her face, a fingertip grazing one of the spikes protruding from the mask itself. In an almost trancelike state, she walked up the stairs to the hallway mirror. In that moment, Sarah Madison was gone. The Red Queen had returned. She removed the mask for a moment, and pulled out her phone.
Sarahe Gemini was back, and EWC Prime was the hitlist. In that moment, she vowed to remove Jordan Sharpe from the throne of Prime, and claim it for herself. Anyone else was just collateral damage...
Friday, March 12th, 2021
0930
Baton Rogue, LA
Sarah was finally out of bed. Thank god for days off. Her boss had given her this time, as she was getting ready to move back to Nevada. Baton Rogue was harboring too many memories for her. Thankfully, her job was mostly online, so she could work from anywhere in the country. The packing was almost done. Just some odds and ends left. She needed to clean out the basement, though. That's where 'it' was. She had avoided going down there unless necessary for reasons. But, as she opened the door to the basement, she heard it again. The voice inside of her head that beckoned her to the basement every so often, it got seemingly louder as she stepped through the doorway. One step. Two steps. The voice was louder with every step she took until she was there. The bottom of the stairs. She looked over to her left, and there it was. Somehow, it was just sitting there in the open on top of a box. The mask that she thought she had put away. Suddenly, her head started pounding so hard, it made her drop to her knees. Memories of Davis Wiley. Memories. Watching him triumph. Watching him lose the belt. Watching his clothes and flesh burn. He was in recluse now, not even she could find him. For years, he was off the grid, and for all she knew, he planned on keeping it that way. There she was though. Instinctively reaching for the mask. It was the only way to calm the now screaming in her head. It felt...familiar in her hand. As soon as she grabbed it...silence. An eerie calm fell over the basement now. The voice? Gone. Sarah closed her eyes, and took a deep breath as she put the mask on. It still fit her face perfectly as she ran her hand down the side of her face, a fingertip grazing one of the spikes protruding from the mask itself. In an almost trancelike state, she walked up the stairs to the hallway mirror. In that moment, Sarah Madison was gone. The Red Queen had returned. She removed the mask for a moment, and pulled out her phone.
To: Work
I just realized something. I need to stay in Baton Rogue. I'm not going anywhere.
I just realized something. I need to stay in Baton Rogue. I'm not going anywhere.
Sarahe Gemini was back, and EWC Prime was the hitlist. In that moment, she vowed to remove Jordan Sharpe from the throne of Prime, and claim it for herself. Anyone else was just collateral damage...
