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milliways_bar2008-02-10 07:57 pm
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Bill was by the fire in a chair with a cup of coffee on the table beside him and a half finished sandwich.
He'd come downstairs in an effort to avoid sleep but the fire was warm and the chair comfortable and the not sleeping and restless sleeping he was doing had finally caught up to him and he dozed off.
And immediately slipped into dreaming.
*****
Bill awakes with a start, head jerking forward and arms flying out to catch himself. He looks around the room quickly and sees he's back in the bar. With a shaky breath he slumps his shoulders and closes his eyes.
They snap open an instant later and he rechecks his surroundings and then starts to take stock of himself. His head is pounding, his back and legs are sore and his arm is throbbing.
Reaching up he hisses when he touches his temple and pulls back his hand and stares at the smears of blood from the oozing cut on his forehead. There's another on the back of his scalp and the flannel sleeve of his shirt is starting to seep through with red.
"Shit..." He mutters as he stares at his fingertips.
[Thy Kingdom Come]
[OOC: Warnings for dream with nightmares, zombies and gorey type pics]
He'd come downstairs in an effort to avoid sleep but the fire was warm and the chair comfortable and the not sleeping and restless sleeping he was doing had finally caught up to him and he dozed off.
And immediately slipped into dreaming.
*****
Bill awakes with a start, head jerking forward and arms flying out to catch himself. He looks around the room quickly and sees he's back in the bar. With a shaky breath he slumps his shoulders and closes his eyes.
They snap open an instant later and he rechecks his surroundings and then starts to take stock of himself. His head is pounding, his back and legs are sore and his arm is throbbing.
Reaching up he hisses when he touches his temple and pulls back his hand and stares at the smears of blood from the oozing cut on his forehead. There's another on the back of his scalp and the flannel sleeve of his shirt is starting to seep through with red.
"Shit..." He mutters as he stares at his fingertips.
[Thy Kingdom Come]
[OOC: Warnings for dream with nightmares, zombies and gorey type pics]