[ Alan smiles and moves in a little closer, not quite snuggling against her but not pulling away from her either. It's nice to have someone close by like this, even if he hasn't exactly said it out loud.
But when he eventually falls asleep, it doesn't stay restful for long. He starts to dream, and at first, he stays still, lying next to Jesse and looking unbothered. But then the dream continues and it seems normal enough. But the images being conjured up in his sleeping mind's eye gradually become less and less normal; there's a darkness beginning to creep over everything, slowly at first and barely noticeable, but soon, it starts to appear as though shadows have come to life and are weaving themselves around trees, bushes, rocks... and around an unsuspecting individual.
Said individual is looking ahead of him, up past the bridge and to what he can see of the cabin up ahead. It looks relatively unremarkable from the outside, and yet Alan feels drawn to it somehow.
Still, he stands there looking at the cabin until a scream cuts through the air. ]
What the hell was that? [ But he knows the answer as soon as he asks the question, and he knows immediately who made the scream. The voice is one he'd know anywhere, even if they're currently estranged. In the dream, he takes off running, and he jerks abruptly on the bed next to Jesse as lines of tension form on his forehead.
Everything after that seems to happen in a blur. There's another scream, and Alice calls out for help, and then... there's a splash. Alan jerks on the bed as horror grips him in the dream. He runs to the drop off point, but it's too late. Alice is already underwater. Without even hesitating, Alan dives into the water after her, and the Alan that's on the bed next to Jesse shifts again.
He wants to wake up, to end the dream, but it seems as though he can't pull himself free of it just yet. Fitting, in a way, since he has yet to be able to pull himself free of the story. ]
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But when he eventually falls asleep, it doesn't stay restful for long. He starts to dream, and at first, he stays still, lying next to Jesse and looking unbothered. But then the dream continues and it seems normal enough. But the images being conjured up in his sleeping mind's eye gradually become less and less normal; there's a darkness beginning to creep over everything, slowly at first and barely noticeable, but soon, it starts to appear as though shadows have come to life and are weaving themselves around trees, bushes, rocks... and around an unsuspecting individual.
Said individual is looking ahead of him, up past the bridge and to what he can see of the cabin up ahead. It looks relatively unremarkable from the outside, and yet Alan feels drawn to it somehow.
Still, he stands there looking at the cabin until a scream cuts through the air. ]
What the hell was that? [ But he knows the answer as soon as he asks the question, and he knows immediately who made the scream. The voice is one he'd know anywhere, even if they're currently estranged. In the dream, he takes off running, and he jerks abruptly on the bed next to Jesse as lines of tension form on his forehead.
Everything after that seems to happen in a blur. There's another scream, and Alice calls out for help, and then... there's a splash. Alan jerks on the bed as horror grips him in the dream. He runs to the drop off point, but it's too late. Alice is already underwater. Without even hesitating, Alan dives into the water after her, and the Alan that's on the bed next to Jesse shifts again.
He wants to wake up, to end the dream, but it seems as though he can't pull himself free of it just yet. Fitting, in a way, since he has yet to be able to pull himself free of the story. ]