Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20150422184124/@comment-3293219-20150424165909

Toan woke up, half way through the night, finding himself to be visited by several memories as he restlessly tried to get back to sleep.

He remembered the pain that prickled his flesh, the gnawing hunger and the hopelessness of watching what little food he had being kicked away, accompanied by an echo of cruel laughter.

He remembered her psychotic glare, her grin, the sharp feeling of her eyes as they stared hungrily at him. He remembered her sharp finger nails digging into his flesh, the softness of her lips, her taste, the sheer energy...

His thoughts swung back and two, like a needle in a cradle, between murderous hatred and a desperate desire but in the end, he was left with confusion, something that he had no choice but to expect. He was somewhat comfortable with this as he slowly drifted off to sleep...