[Clementine had found a small cabin with a fireplace and some necessities; she also had enough food for at least a week or so. Though she didn't really believe in staying in one place too long, she'd grown tired. And stopping here a week or so couldn't hurt, right? Wrong, apparently. The hallucinations soon began. A feeling of being watched grew into the image of eyes in the walls. The eyes have since changed again, into a dead body that stands in the corner of the room, rotting but still drawing breath.
It's just one, staring at her and making the slow groaning breaths she's grown so used to. Sometimes it looks like her mom, other times it looks like her dad, or Lee, or Kenny, or various other friends she's met over the past few years.
It doesn't move, and for some reason neither does she. If Clementine were in a sane sense of mind, she would already have furiously bashed that walker's head in with any hard object nearby (even the tablet would do). But she's disoriented, somehow confused by it, and she keeps seeing something in front of the walker - like a deep dark pit that might suck her in if she gets too close. So, she stays where she is. And the walker stays where it is.
All she has now is the people on the other end of this tablet. People she's growing sure she can't even trust.]
has anyone else seen a walker in their room?
a living dead person, I mean.
four
[Clementine should be dead; she froze to death, she should be out of her mind and clawing for flesh in the snow. She's not dead though, and she has her own mind, she doesn't want to hurt anyone; she's not a walker. There's still something very wrong though. The place she's woken up in is cold, and pretty quiet, but she can't tell where she is. No matter how wide her eyes open, she can't see anything. She's blind.
Clementine tries not to let panic settle in, feeling her away along the edges of the building, holding tightly to the tablet that tries to tell her over and over that she should leave. How can she? Without being able to see where to go -
She stops in her tracks though when she hears a noise ahead of her.]
Clementine | The Walking Dead (game) | OTA
[Clementine had found a small cabin with a fireplace and some necessities; she also had enough food for at least a week or so. Though she didn't really believe in staying in one place too long, she'd grown tired. And stopping here a week or so couldn't hurt, right? Wrong, apparently. The hallucinations soon began. A feeling of being watched grew into the image of eyes in the walls. The eyes have since changed again, into a dead body that stands in the corner of the room, rotting but still drawing breath.
It's just one, staring at her and making the slow groaning breaths she's grown so used to. Sometimes it looks like her mom, other times it looks like her dad, or Lee, or Kenny, or various other friends she's met over the past few years.
It doesn't move, and for some reason neither does she. If Clementine were in a sane sense of mind, she would already have furiously bashed that walker's head in with any hard object nearby (even the tablet would do). But she's disoriented, somehow confused by it, and she keeps seeing something in front of the walker - like a deep dark pit that might suck her in if she gets too close. So, she stays where she is. And the walker stays where it is.
All she has now is the people on the other end of this tablet. People she's growing sure she can't even trust.]
has anyone else seen a walker in their room?
a living dead person, I mean.
four
[Clementine should be dead; she froze to death, she should be out of her mind and clawing for flesh in the snow. She's not dead though, and she has her own mind, she doesn't want to hurt anyone; she's not a walker. There's still something very wrong though. The place she's woken up in is cold, and pretty quiet, but she can't tell where she is. No matter how wide her eyes open, she can't see anything. She's blind.
Clementine tries not to let panic settle in, feeling her away along the edges of the building, holding tightly to the tablet that tries to tell her over and over that she should leave. How can she? Without being able to see where to go -
She stops in her tracks though when she hears a noise ahead of her.]
Hello? Is someone there?