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[maid-of-astolat.livejournal.com]

Elaine doesn't want to have seen what she saw last night.

Not that place. Not her friend.

She hasn't been able to move since, and she's still shaking a little.

Not that place. Not her friend.

Elaine is sitting in a chair, knees to chest, bottle of beer in hand. It's the first one of the day, so no worries there.

She's not been back to her room, and she's not eaten anything today, either.

She might be afraid to close her eyes.

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[chelleuncurled]

"To hell? There are people going to hell to get someone back? Is that possible?"

[maid-of-astolat.livejournal.com]

"I do not know. This place is confusing."

She finally uncurls herself a little, placing her feet on the floor and folding her arms on the table so she can rest her head down on them.

She is just so tired.

[chelleuncurled]

"It is," Michelle whispers. "I know how it feels to be afraid to close your eyes."

[maid-of-astolat.livejournal.com]

Elaine nods. "Nightmares?"

[chelleuncurled]

"Yes, but also things that you can't unsee."

[maid-of-astolat.livejournal.com]

"Too many of those," she agrees.

[chelleuncurled]

Michelle puts her hand on Elaine's shoulder, "Eventually you have to sleep."

[maid-of-astolat.livejournal.com]

Elaine's eyes close for a little longer than a blink before she opens them again. "I know. I should go back upstairs, I suppose."

[chelleuncurled]

"Are you going to be okay?"

[maid-of-astolat.livejournal.com]

She'd told Angelo earlier that she was sure she would be.

Now, for some reason, she wasn't quite so sure. "I don't know," she says.

[chelleuncurled]

"If anyone can rescue your friend, it's the people in this bar."

[maid-of-astolat.livejournal.com]

Her eyes have been closed for a lot longer than a blink. "I know," she mumbles faintly. "I think I'm just..."

Asleep.

[chelleuncurled]

"Elaine?"

[maid-of-astolat.livejournal.com]

No, she's really asleep.



"disappointed. sorry," she mumbles. Yes, she's already dreaming.

[chelleuncurled]

"Elaine? You need to go upstairs," Michelle tries again.

[maid-of-astolat.livejournal.com]

Elaine opens one eye. "sorry." She manages to sit up and rub her eyes.

She's never been quite this exhausted since she's been in the bar.

[chelleuncurled]

"No, I...understand feeling that way. Can you make it up the stairs?"

[maid-of-astolat.livejournal.com]

"Think so." She gets up. She feels like she weighs about a thousand pounds, but somehow she manages to pick up her trailing skirts so she doesn't trip on them. "Could you follow...make sure I don't fall down the stairs?"

Her head is completely muddled and it's amazing how coherent she is.

[chelleuncurled]

Michelle nods and stands up.

[maid-of-astolat.livejournal.com]

Elaine's steps are a bit wobbly. Lack of food plus consumption of one beer will do that to a person.

But she manages not to fall down the stairs as the two women make their way up to Room 12. (http://www.livejournal.com/users/maid_of_astolat/24620.html)