here yall go!
Also, if anyone sees that maybe i got some facts wrong, dont feel the need to correct me. I dont think anybody will, but im just gonna say that as a preface for the rest of the roleplay. Im trying and im also not a scientist lmao. So like, you have a problem, im sorry but dont bring it up if its about fact checking me about how nukes work haha)
Min-Hyuk is finally able to open his eyes only to see the fluorescent lights above him flicker on and off.
His surroundings smell like the hospital room his mother stayed in. The scent was the definition of old people and discomfort. Two things Min-Hyuk never liked. Obviously.
Trying to sit up, he soon realizes no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move a muscle. He lays there lifeless with only his head able to move.
What happened?
Where was he?
He tries to figure out his surroundings but he’s knocked out of his own thoughts by a loud rumble and a BOOM, shaking the whole building. He looks up only to see cracks growing in the cement ceiling and they didn’t appear to be stopping either.
Min-Hyuk is soon accompanied by a woman barging into the room, shoving the heavy metal door open and slamming it shut. For the few seconds the door was open, Min-Hyuk could hear alarms going off, people shouting and footsteps racing around. Panic. All he heard was panic.
Soon his own mind started to swirl with possibilities of “WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON???”
He silently watches the woman panic around the room, opening a laptop and typing rapidly onto it, clicking a few things and slamming it shut.
She circles around the table to look him in the eyes, moving his hair out of his face “im so sorry…” she says.
Min-Hyuk still isn’t able to move a muscle, but he was sure she could see how scared he was in his eyes. He could see it in hers all too well.
She lifts his arm and injects something into the inner part of his forearm. It’s cold and uncomfortable. He tries to pull away but still isn't able to. He felt as if he weren’t even breathing even though his chest continued to rise.
Once she’s done, she drops the syringe on the tile floor, running towards the door. Turning to him, she takes a deep breath “don't leave until the alarms stop. It's the only way you’re making it out of here alive.” She says, setting the key on the underside of the desk in the corner as if there was some sort of magnet on the underside of it.
After that, she opens the door and leaves, locking him inside.
What did this all mean? Why is she doing this? Is she doing this with all of the patients? Is Min-Hyuk not the only one trapped? Unable to move on a cold table.
What was happening outside? Why wouldn’t he get out of here alive? What were they planning on doing to him??
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Jesse catches herself staring in shock as she watches Zander gasp like a fish out of water before she pulls herself off the ground; only to crawl towards her as fast as she can. She lifts her head up, already able to feel the warm, syrupy blood against her hair and scalp, now coating her hand.
“It’ll be alright” she says through raspy breaths as she scans the room for any sort of cloth. Soon, she finds a thin white tank top. Grabbing it with her foot and holding it in her mouth, she tears it into a strip and wraps it around Zanders head, moving her hair out of the way as best as she can. Blood almost automatically starts to seep through the white cloth and through Jesse's fingers.
After a minute or two of Jesse checking her body for any other wounds whilst trying to maintain her own broken arm, Zander is finally able to regain a steady breath, rolling over to her side and leaning into Jesse. She collapses to the ground, her back against the floor of the RV with her arms around Zander, both of their breathes raspy and weak. Zander wraps her arms around Jesse as if her life depended on it, not able to tell what’s going on still.
Her eyes feel sore and her head is spinning as well as throbbing. Zander squeezes her eyes shut, the side of her head resting on Jesse’s chest only to hear her rapid heartbeat as it thumps hard against her chest. She was sure her own heart felt similar.
Jesse holds her tingly, broken arm around Zanders body and the other on the back of her head so she could stop the bleeding. Zander wasn’t knocked out, so that was good, but now she needed to make sure she stayed awake.
Shit! She needs to stay awake! she suddenly remembers. With that, she sits up carefully, still holding Zanders head, now her other hand on the side of her splotchy face, blood smearing on her skin and over her freckles.
“Hey, look at me alright?” Jesse tells her. Zanders eyes flutter open and closed, still dizzy. She furrows her brows “hm?”
“Beby” Jesse says softly, her thumb stroking her cheek, wiping tears from her face that she was sure Zander had no control over. They continue to spill over her face, the hot tears mixing with the blood.
“Look into my eyes” she say once again. Zander opens her eyes, doing as Jesse says. Jesse slips the flashlight from her pocket and clicks it on with her shaky hands, pain surging through the nerves in her arm.
Jesse doesn’t shine it in her eyes, but near them to see if her pupils are dilated, moving them slowly towards her eyes making sure they were working right.
She lets out a sigh of relief as her pupils shrink as the light gets closer and grows the farther it got. Jesse kisses the top of her forehead, putting the light away.
“It’s okay” she says as Zanders head leans on her chest. Jesse looks out of the back window of the rv, the mattress now down and the vehicle sideways.
She looks up to see a giant fireball expanding in the distance, though vading slowly as it rises into the sky. Jesse focuses on the shape as the two women try to stay calm and think about what to do. She knew they weren't going to be able to move until Zanders head stopped bleeding so all she could do was wait and watch.
She watches as a cloud forms, debris from the bomb and water droplets invisible to the eye is sucked inside.
It turns in itself as it continues to rise and the clouds above seem to move out of its way.
This couldn’t be any good….
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Seo Hyeon was helped onto a stretcher and deemed their first patient of the bombing; and the most annoying as she struggles to be helped by anyone. Which is understandable given the circumstances.
She had just lost her sight and now everyone is rushing her, pushing her around, and talking to her. Nobody’s words seemed to make sense and her body and eyes are in such intense pain she can't help but bawl her eyes out.
Everything hurt in such a way she wanted to rip her skin off. Burning so much she wanted to drown herself in an ocean of ice and water.
Coughing, her throat burns as well and her hair sticks to her burnt skin. Though she has no idea what her appearance was, the nurses did on the other hand.
Looking at her, Seo Hyeon's fair skin had been blotched with nasty second and third degree burns all over her body. On one side of her cheek a burn reaches from her ear to her lips and a little bit of her nose. Her neck and her collarbone has a long string of burns along with her hands. On the palm of one of her hands, the skin is scalded and a bit of bone showed through her flesh. The other side of her face seemed to not be affected as much as she turns away at the right time for only half of her body to be affected.
Her knees are scraped and her jeans ripped from the fall to the rough concrete.
And worst of all, the whites of her eyes are bloodshot and glossed over with tears. Her pupils had seemed to disappear. What was once beautiful red and pink coloring now was nothing but white and grey eyes that looked around frantically. The nurses didn't dare tell her any of this.
Seo Hyeon is immediately taken into a room where they do their best to treat her burns and any other injuries. They didn’t want to put her under in case she suffered from a concussion as they could never be too safe with this.
“Please somebody tell me what’s going on!” Seo Hyeon pleads to the nurses as she squeezes her eyes shut, not able to look around without writhing in pain.
“You’ve suffered a lot of burns hun. We’re trying to treat them the best we can. Please hold still.” One of the nurses tell her.
“What-what about my eyes? Why can’t i see!?” she asks, painful tears falling from her eyes.
“You’ve been blinded by the blast. We don't know anything more but i’ll give you updates” she explains.
blinded? What? No…. this can’t be happening!
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