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Jan. 27th, 2006 02:24 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
guppy_sandhuIf last night's sleep had been restful, this was entirely the opposite. Scampi watches anxiously as Guppy tosses and turns, whimpering occasionally and drenched in sweat.
The virtually soundproof nature of the rooms means that he never makes enough noise to wake the neighbours, something that Ray and Naraht are probably glad of. Or would be if they knew about the noise they weren't hearing.
A figure appears at the edge of the bed, walking around and looking at the young doctor with distate.
"Wake up boy."
Guppy opens his eyes and stares at the walking figure. He jumps out of bed.
"Dad!" He reaches to hug his father but his hand passes through. His father scowls.
"Having a rough time are you?"
Guppy hesitates, then nods. His father looks at him, face turning to disgust.
"You think you're having a rough time. Poor, weak little child. How about we see what kind of time I'm having."
A circle of flames rushes up around the pair, the floor caves in and they tumble down past lava and rocks with flames licking up the sides.
Onto a mass of six foot spikes, sharpened to the point of an atom.
He watches his father fall a few feet in front of him.
Scampi jumps off the bed in alarm as Guppy screams. He struggles wildly and falls out of the bed. Down into the depths of hell. Eyes now open he looks frantically around the room and clings to the metal end of the bed.
Not wanting to fall down the massive, fire-filled hole in the floor.
The virtually soundproof nature of the rooms means that he never makes enough noise to wake the neighbours, something that Ray and Naraht are probably glad of. Or would be if they knew about the noise they weren't hearing.
A figure appears at the edge of the bed, walking around and looking at the young doctor with distate.
"Wake up boy."
Guppy opens his eyes and stares at the walking figure. He jumps out of bed.
"Dad!" He reaches to hug his father but his hand passes through. His father scowls.
"Having a rough time are you?"
Guppy hesitates, then nods. His father looks at him, face turning to disgust.
"You think you're having a rough time. Poor, weak little child. How about we see what kind of time I'm having."
A circle of flames rushes up around the pair, the floor caves in and they tumble down past lava and rocks with flames licking up the sides.
Onto a mass of six foot spikes, sharpened to the point of an atom.
He watches his father fall a few feet in front of him.
Scampi jumps off the bed in alarm as Guppy screams. He struggles wildly and falls out of the bed. Down into the depths of hell. Eyes now open he looks frantically around the room and clings to the metal end of the bed.
Not wanting to fall down the massive, fire-filled hole in the floor.
hiya
Date: 2006-01-31 01:17 pm (UTC)claire