[PTL Game] Reese

[m_morgan]

Marissa stirred, ghostly images flittering in a nightmarish way through her dreams.   Claire...     Brady....         Pain, fire.....   "They're dead."   "Don't listen Marissa.. you want to stay.."   "Dead." she whispered, brows puckering with worry as she whispered in her sleep "No.. they can't be."   Then she remembered killing some of the.. things Brady had brought to the house... this house.   What was she doing here?   Eyes feeling like they had lead weights on them, Reese struggled to open them, looking around in confusion.   How...?   "Ugh, gotta.. get out.." she managed to half moan as she pulled herself up.   "Don't go.."   The voice was so soft, Reese dismissed it as her mind playing tricks on her but she headed toward the door and half pulled it open before seeing some man at it, turned toward ... her father?   Reese couldn't even recall what happened next, but most likely wouldn't want to be told about it either.   Her feverish gaze looked at the guy right before they rolled up into their sockets and she passed out, falling into his arms with a half mumbled 'you're kind of cute'.