Leroy in the End Game

[paradys]

Leroy shoots the man an irritated look then turns his attention to Joel. Part of him wants an argument in order to release some of the attention he's feeling, but the rest of him realises he has to try and keep the situation calm and control. At least talking to the kid will stop him thinking about how awful their predicament really is.

"well, you look like a brave kid Joel. whats with the IV?"

[Laraqua]

Joel just sighs and shrugs. "How long d'you think it'd last before it clears?"

[paradys]

"I don't know" he smiles weakly "but better safe than sorry huh?"

Feeling restless he gets up again and walks over to the door. He leans against it and takes a deep breath, trying to get the potential sound of panic out of his voice.

"HELLO" he shouts "IS THERE ANYBODY OUT THERE?"

[Laraqua]

http://www.fileden.com/files/2007/3/30/939550/Die.mp3
The words fade out only to be replaced by a terrible metallic screeching sound coming from upstairs as though something were being torn or dragged that didn't want to be moved. Joel rises to his feet with a frightened shriek and flattened himself against the corner. The older man looks briefly offended, then terrified, and points a shaking finger at Leroy. "Protect us! It's your duty!"

[paradys]

Its my duty? Leroy almost laughs hysterically. Why is everyone depending on me all of a sudden? I'm only the hospital porter for crissake. I DONT KNOW WHAT TO DO!

"WHOS THERE" he shouts, banging on the door, "WHATS THAT NOISE?"

[Laraqua]

No answer. The screech of metal continues unabated.

[paradys]

Leroy stares up at the ceiling as the screeching noise continues.

We're all going to die, he thinks

"Okay everyone stay came, right now we're in the safest place possible."

He tries to keep the fear out of his voice.

[Laraqua]

The temperature drops dramatically, leaving their breaths as white clouds. The flueorescent lights flicker overhead.

"This can't be good," says Joel, his Northern accent made abundantly clear in that one phrase. He had sounded far more of a Londoner before, perhaps the fear had shaken his well-practised attempt to cover his accent.

[paradys]

Shit, Leroy thinks, I have to know whats going on

He takes the mobile out of his pocket and brings up the number of the last incoming call, then presses dial.

[Laraqua]

He gets the engaged signal.

[paradys]

Turning the phone off Leroy closes his eyes and leans back against the door. He knows soon someone is going to ask him what they should do, but perhaps they won't, perhaps he can just stay like this for a while. The screeching wails through his head making it impossible to think anymore.

He plans on staying like this until everything just goes away. Its cold.

[Laraqua]

The older man lets loose a frustrated cry and springs for the door, his eyes wild. "Let me out of here!"

[paradys]

Leroys eyes flick open. He realises he'd been silently waiting for something like this to happen.

"NO! You'll kill us all!!"

He launches himself at the man and tries to grapple him to the ground.

http://invisiblecastle.com/find.py?id=1162715

not fast enough...

[Laraqua]

The older man opens the door onto a dark and ashen hospital floor. The sea green paint hangs in peels from the walls. Smears of ash and dirt line the linoleum. Ash floats in the air, though, settling on the floors and walls and coming loose in an unfelt breeze. There are signs of a rapid departure, of overturned drink bottles, of knocked-over equipment, a dropped teddy bear, a left-behind backpack, of a newspaper scattered across the floor and imprinted with footprints. Then the door flaps closed as the man flees into the darkness.

[paradys]

Leroy stands there in shock and waits for the screams, but none come. He slowly shuffles towards the door and pushes it open again, staring at the devastation.

[Laraqua]

Translucent shadows, ghostly in their form, move about. Their features are too insubstantial to be recognised as they move in a grotesque mockery of human life. Behind them all stands a familiar female, watching them, her head lowered so that her eyes were hidden by her fringe, wet rust running down her vest and long-sleeved shirt, down her knee-high skirt, to run in rivulets down her hands and legs.

[paradys]

Leroy blinks his eyes.

"Cynthia?" he says.

It occurs to him that he might starting to crack, or residue in the air is causing some kind of hallucination. Really he should go back where its safe, but he doesn't think he could stand to be sealed in that ice locker again, knowing the nightmare was outside.

Maybe Cynthia has some answers, but didn't she go away..?

He takes a wary step forward.

[Laraqua]

The shades shatter like glass statue against concrete, leaving only him and her and a room that stretches impossibly forward. For a long moment, it seems to Carson, Leroy pauses on the precipice, but then he steps forward and is gone.

[paradys]

Well Leroy, you're not in Kansas anymore.

He giggles, aware that he's not perhaps in his right mind. I always wanted to say that, but the right situation never came up.

"Cynthia, is this you. Is this because I never listened? Even if your a figment, you're here to tell me what to do aren't you? Like you always did."

"What happened to you Cynthia? I miss you so much."

"WHATS GOING ON!" he screams.


OOC: Shit Leroys lost it. But can you blame him?

[Laraqua]

Cynthia juts out her hip and puts a slender hand on her waist. Then she turns and struts down the stairs to the ground floor, disappearing from view.