Doors Plot: Night Has Fallen

[wipeawaythedebt]

The Midnight Isle is no longer empty, if it ever was. There are people now, four of them, people from far away and they don't know where they are or how they got there. They've been wandering, lost, worried, watching the long dark halls and listening to the strange sounds in the walls. They were alone, then in pairs and now they're together, locked in the command center. Time has passed, but there's power and there are records if the people are smart enough to pull them up. The door's got a good lock... for now.

Night, or what passes for it has come. The sounds are getting louder, whatever's there knows there's people on the Isle again. New people. Whole people. They have a taste for people now and they're wandering inside the walls, claws scratching inside their new metal home, looking for the people. They don't see well in the light, they don't like it, but power can't last forever. The generators have to cycle down every few months, they did six months ago and they're overdue. Must be running pretty hot by now. Tonight, maybe tomorrow, they'll shut down.

Tonight might be the last night these people have.

Comments

[notinanybook]

In case we don't make it out of here is what hovers on the tip of her tongue before she swallows it back, forces it away. That's not the reason she wants to hold onto in case this goes south for any reason. Before she knows what's happening, he's cupping her face in his hand, and she gently tilts her head into that touch, managing a small shrug.

"It means whatever you want it to," she murmurs, letting his hand fall away when she turns to glance at the door.

[wipeawaythedebt]

He notices her turn and is glad for it, it keeps him from having to address the sudden lump in his throat. "You see something?" Because that would just be their luck, the noises in the walls coming to say hello. He's been thinking that he'd be happy if they stayed in the walls.

[notinanybook]

"No. I keep thinking I'm hearing things," she mutters, eyes narrowing slightly. "But I can't tell if they're just - the sounds of this place settling or something else entirely."

She's really, really hoping it's not the latter.

[wipeawaythedebt]

"It'll be okay. Go try and get some sleep, I'll take first watch." Probably take all of it if he can. Something comes, he has the feeling it's going to be him and his vigors doing the dirty work while Emma gets the girls out. Elizabeth will help, he doesn't know about Sybil, she seems a bit frail, but he hopes she'll keep up when hell comes.

Feeling a bit bold, I press a soft kiss to Emma's lips. "Go on. I'll wake you when it's your turn."