#me like well what if murkoff dumped her in tx

[gothtrials]

@lifesver  asked : where were you before?

’ a... facility... ’ her voice is no more than a hushed whisper, eyes flickering with an unsettled paranoia. like they were listening. like she half expected to see those white coat fucks at the most subtle mention of the sleep room. she isn't sure how to describe it to him—a place that felt like static, left rorschach tests seared behind shut eyelids. there's discomfort in the way she's curled in on herself, toying anxiously with the loose threads of her old sweater. it had certainly seen better days.

the house had almost reminded her of the facility; an amalgamation of entrails and bones, blood and gore, the smell of death and slaughter. for a moment, she truly thought she was back there, in a new place, a new trial. only when she had reached for the night vision goggles that were no longer there did she realize that it was a new hellscape altogether.

’ imagine that house. ’ she says tentatively, green eyes falling away to look anywhere but him, like the way she fiddled with her sleeves was far more interesting. ’ but with scientists watching it all happen, day after day. they would make us do these... terrible things, and... grade us on our performance. ’

#lifesver #me like well what if murkoff dumped her in tx #after she was released from the facility #[dissociates in the slaughterhouse] this is normal to me #sorry leland ur now responsible for a girl #that legally doesnt exist to the government now #( in character ) / * response .