Cauldron Bubble [Hallowenn Event]

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Vee kicked off her shoes, costume makeup and clothes still on, but the day had taken a toll on her and she was too tired to sort herself out. She would just have to collapse on her bed for now and have the sheets washed in the morning. One of the perks of having minions was being able to spoil herself, she was able to wash the sheets herself. But there was a distinct satisfaction in leaving the house a mess and knowing it would be clean when she got back, not because she had ever asked for it to be cleaned, but because her men had assumed long ago she would be unhappy if she got back and things were a mess. She was unable to say what measure of wrath could befall them as they had not yet forgotten. She slouched over to the large double bed with virgin white sheets and fell, her dark figure enveloped by the soft covers that immediately were smudged with a rainbow of sludge based colours and light blues. Her painstakingly applied Sally makeup ruined but her eyes were already closed on her first roll of the covers she was asleep. But soon her rest became fitful.

It was not a rare sight to see Vee have nightmares, she often twisted and turned in her sleep, screaming was commonplace and a good deal of crying. She found at first that the screaming scared her men, made her dangerous and a mystery as they sat in their rooms and could only imagine the horrors she had witnessed and inflicted upon others. But the crying, the crying was initially seen as creepy and made her men wary of her, but it soon became a weakness, and so the room was swiftly soundproofed and deadlocked from the inside. But this dream was not the same, this dream was beyond screaming and crying, beyond touch and taste, beyond hearing and smell, this dream struck the core of her emotion. Emotion that she did not know she had and a fear so unnatural and dark that she had no time to think about what it could be or why she felt it. She just ran, it stretched like a shadow behind her, down a long corridor but it did not move, just the shadow, with no light behind it. Vee was not sure how that was possible but it was more the sense of no light more than the sight of it, in the way that all she knew was to get away, to get through the door ahead and not look back. She dived, the door burst open to a street and her whole body jolted.

Vee hit concrete, cold pavement stung her hands, her grated palms drawing slight blood but her kness protected by a clump of grass coming through a crack. Far away, her room was empty, and this felt different, she felt in control here, she felt aware, she felt alive, she felt...awake. Pushing herself up and struggling to see through the thick fog, the cold hitting her and steeling herself against it. She felt this was no longer a dream, this was real, she was here, she did not know how or why she was here and she really really wished she was not but when you deal with people who can fire explosions from their fingers and manipulate reality you learn to take things in stride. She looked around, the watch on her wrist reading 11:50 and cursing that this outfit could not hold a phone. Vee did not recognise this area, she could only see a few meters in any way but she knew her turf enough to know she was still in Naruki somewhere. But contrary to rumour, she did not know the city on the back of her hand, and so instead she sat on the curb, legs tucked in to avoid cars hitting them, and waited.