Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-32701432-20170308181230/@comment-26854056-20170319192701

Leon smiled softly at the newly found nickname, snuggling under the blankets without a care in the world.

That's when the ticking started to happen.

It started off as something silent at first, like a broken stopwatch or a haywire clock. Something easily ignorable, but then it started to become maddening. One, two, tree, four, repeat. One, two, three, four, repeat. The noise was something of a nightmare, but surprisingly enough, the noise started to become muffled as a burning sensation started to arise in his chest, the smoke suffocating him as he practically drowned in it.

Leon thrashed around, trying to breathe as he opened his eyes, the oh so familiar look of pitch black water surrounding him. The water, although dragging him to the bottom of whatever the hell this thing was contained in was muffling the loud ticking and some other noise he couldn't make out. It was almost comforting, as the water started to fill his lungs, Leon snapped back in focus. Stay submerged in this for any longer and he'd start to drown, no doubt.

He fought his way to the surface, the relief of taking his first breath of air after being half drowned was short lived as the muffling of the water broke away, causing Leon to cover his ears at that damned ticking and pitched screaming from one corner. Shit, it was louder than he thought.

He looked around, finally realising where he was. The indoor pool of the park, at least he could take some comfort in that he knew where he was. Although something seemed a bit off, a chunk of the ceramic panel of the pool was gone, as if shattered with a rusted palette knife lying near the poolside. He stopped trying to desperately claw his ears off when the screaming finally stopped, sighing in relief as he finally managed to see Harvard sitting on the bleachers. He rose an eyebrow, trying to get a good look at his face. A bloodsoaked towel was on his shoulders while he stared at a wall, it was concerning to see him like that, even if he was stuck in a demonic leisure centre.

That's why he clambered out of the pool, coughing up chlorine as he wobbled towards the man, reaching his arms out in worry as he tried to telepathically speak.

''Henny?! Are you alright? Why is there-''

Harvard turned around, making Leon freeze in shock and tumble on the floor, pressing his back against the ridge of the poolside. It was incredibly macabre, his lover's face was pale, waxy and crisscrossed with veins. His normally well-kept hair turned to one of a blood caked rat's nest while said liquid started to drip from his mouth, and what was even more disturbing is that a tile was shattered into his left shoulder, the pieces of ceramic messily wedged into his flesh as the limb started to look like something off a slaughterhouse than an actual shoulder. Tears started to well in Leon's eyes as he clambered back, hyperventilating as he tried to stifle a choked sob.

''Harvard! W-Who did this to you? Whose fault is it?!''

(1/2 because I'm lazy as shit)