11-03-2024, 06:41 PM
Marisol kept her gun in hand, ready to raise it should the need arise, but deep down she knew the man - Cal - was being honest with her. She narrowed her eyes at his choice of words though. The creature was a nightmare? Nightmares weren't real. Marisol looked around though. This was a world of dreams - she herself had gotten hurt in this dream. Could Cal really be telling the truth.
She looked at him, with his golden eyes - very unnatural. Was this guy some type of dream too? She was here - others could be too. Marisol had no idea what any of this meant. She took a step back, giving herself a little distance, but trying to make it to where she had an out in case this man wasn't all he had seemed.
Marisol met his gaze and spoke words she knew to be untrue. "Nightmares aren't real." Her face betrayed her lack of belief on the statement. "Where did the baby go?" She didn't offer him anything about her own identity. Questions came naturally to her at a time like this. She was a detective gathering information.
She looked at him, with his golden eyes - very unnatural. Was this guy some type of dream too? She was here - others could be too. Marisol had no idea what any of this meant. She took a step back, giving herself a little distance, but trying to make it to where she had an out in case this man wasn't all he had seemed.
Marisol met his gaze and spoke words she knew to be untrue. "Nightmares aren't real." Her face betrayed her lack of belief on the statement. "Where did the baby go?" She didn't offer him anything about her own identity. Questions came naturally to her at a time like this. She was a detective gathering information.