He freezes in the spot when he spots the apparition, feet rooted to the ground. The fear flows from him freely, a feast for the gluttonous ghost because it is deep-rooted in his recent, painful memories. Whether this is a new ghost come to the island or one that he has not met before he does not know, but where before a logical process would've followed the initial scare and shock, this time his mind has gone blank and unable to formulate a response. Where before he would've confronted the spirit carefully, now he remains silent and paralysed. His body screams at him to run but he cannot, his legs cannot move because he has no legs to run with, remember? His arms begin to shake, and he longs to turn his head away and look elsewhere but he can't move his wide-eyed stare away from her, his mouth working into wordless pleading to leave them alone, they had done nothing wrong leave them alone-!!
Like an outward ripple, the grass underneath him begins to decay, turning brown-red and brittle. When the ripple touches stone, the stone cracks harshly in half. The birds all take to the skies, the squirrels scatter in panic, and the air turns still, with the barest taste of a copper tang tweaking the nose. All sound has disappeared, as if sucked into a void.
And still he stands there, the epicentre of this emotional reaction. Swallowing, shaking, staring.]
CW: Blood, Dismemberment
He freezes in the spot when he spots the apparition, feet rooted to the ground. The fear flows from him freely, a feast for the gluttonous ghost because it is deep-rooted in his recent, painful memories. Whether this is a new ghost come to the island or one that he has not met before he does not know, but where before a logical process would've followed the initial scare and shock, this time his mind has gone blank and unable to formulate a response. Where before he would've confronted the spirit carefully, now he remains silent and paralysed. His body screams at him to run but he cannot, his legs cannot move because he has no legs to run with, remember? His arms begin to shake, and he longs to turn his head away and look elsewhere but he can't move his wide-eyed stare away from her, his mouth working into wordless pleading to leave them alone, they had done nothing wrong leave them alone-!!
Like an outward ripple, the grass underneath him begins to decay, turning brown-red and brittle. When the ripple touches stone, the stone cracks harshly in half. The birds all take to the skies, the squirrels scatter in panic, and the air turns still, with the barest taste of a copper tang tweaking the nose. All sound has disappeared, as if sucked into a void.
And still he stands there, the epicentre of this emotional reaction. Swallowing, shaking, staring.]