Coyote Walking

Mercy'd been trapped on the train for two days now, watching death come to her world out the windows, seeing it all disappear into dark pulsing ripples just before each new death was reported. The walls moved then, too, like they were breathing, and everything went cold. There seemed to have been one every six hours, the last at noon today, and here it was coming on six. She wondered who'd be next and if they'd ever manage to find a way off this evil thing. Maybe at midnight tonight, when the weekend ended.

She glanced out the window, wincing at the scenes of destruction there. She hadn't thought it was possible for her spirits to get much lower, but the sights there managed it.

( And then it was six and the blackness started as the walls began to shift ominously. )

Somehow I always knew it would be a werewolf.

The walls shifted, pulsing, and she could feel her vision growing as dark as the world outside the windows.

Cold. So cold...

Derek? Sorry. So sorry. I...

We should have... ...maybe we should have just risked...


And she was quiet.


[ooc: Mercy has a little time left before she dies if anyone wants to interact with her in her last moments.]

Have a rather pregnant Mercy, looking a bit concerned.

Samuel? Where are you?

Where are we?



[ooc: Road Not Taken curse. Mercy never returned home to her mother's, she ran away with and eventually married Samuel instead.]

Mercy's lying stretched out on the couch, a cup of hot chocolate by her side and a few books scattered around.

Not going into work today. Just... don't feel like it. Think I'm just going to loll around all day and relax.

Derek? Could you be a dear and make me some more hot chocolate when you get a chance? I'll do the same for you another day.

When Bran caught Samuel and I kissing he told me he was sending me back to live with my mother and to pack my things right away. I packed, but Samuel and I planned to run away together. Bran found out, of course, and, well... he filled me in on the real reason Samuel wanted to marry me and I just... I couldn't live with that.

So I left. Without saying goodbye to anyone, without explanation. I should have had the guts to face Samuel directly, but I was so in love I was afraid...

Anyway, when I turned up on my mother's doorstep I discovered that neither her husband nor her other two children had any idea that I even existed. They were very kind and welcoming to me, I have to say that for them - they always have been. But that time was... well, let's just say it was a particularly miserable one.

...

Why am I talking about - ? Oh man, I'm cursed, aren't I?