The plot is about to get vv interesting. Bare with me, my children :)
SOTC: Flow — Cage The Elephant
• right before my eyes I saw the whole world lose control •
April tried to keep her cool.
She kept telling Carl—and herself—that they didn't need to worry. That this emergency ceremony wasn't anything particularly threatening or difficult. It was a thief or a rapist, just like the many times before.
But something felt incredibly off.
She gripped Carl's hand in her own. It helped to ground her, to give her a sense of gravity.
"I'm nervous," she whispered, barely audible.
"You don't need to be."
"I might talk to someone and see if they know anything."
Carl nodded, letting go of her hand. "Go."
The hallways were filled with a steady current of people, each with wildly different expressions and appearances. The steady drone of conversation washed across them.
"'Scuse me." She tapped the shoulder of an older woman with thin, pale hair. "Do you know what this is about?"
The woman looked at her with bored eyes, then, once recognizing April, straightened her posture and gave a sheepish smile. "I'm sorry," she said "I don't know"
"Oh, okay. Sorry to bother you."
Before April could turn away, the woman exhaled and swallowed. "I did hear a little bit of gossip, though."
New interest flowered in her chest. "Oh?"
"Something about someone having an affair."
April exhaled, relieved at the good news. "Thank you."
The sense of dread still hadn't lifted. April worried at the hem of her cargo jacket, anxious.
Carl, sensing her discomfort, grabbed her hand again and squeezed it.
April squeezed back, though her fingers were going numb.
They turned the corner and entered the common room.
The room was already associated with bad mojo. The high walls and wiry stairs immediately fell to her periphery as she thought of Oliver's execution. She could swear the smell of burnt flesh still festered in the air.
The crowds were thick. April and Carl picked their way through, attempting to get a good look at Negan and the show floor.
Once they broke the edge of the crowd, April's eyes immediately went searching for her father. There he was—wearing a leather jacket, looking monstrous. He was by the fireplace, heating an iron.
"Shit."
April turned towards Carl, who looked surprised. More than surprised, he looked dumbstruck, mouth opening and closing like a blubbering fish.
"What?" She asked.
He pointed.
April followed his finger, searching for the subject of his panic.
And then, she felt her lungs begin to shrink, and shrink, and shrink. She was filled less with anger and move with confusion. It was an empty feeling, a sickly yellow feeling, that threatened to turn her inside out.
What she could feel was the countdown finally ceasing, the numbers clearing away, and the clean slate of a new world spreading out around her.
She saw a chair at the center of the room, and a person tied to it. Exactly like Oliver, so many weeks ago.
It took her a moment to recognize the figure, the form slacked lackadaisically with her arms resting. Black t-shirt and chest spread wide, filled with false confidence, or prepared for surgery.
Her head shaved, the bronze dome of a chapel.
Elle sat like a queen on her throne, smug, with her wrists and ankles restrained, and two guards flanking her.
And the look in her eyes, it was almost murderous.
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A/N: hehe
QOTD: predictions??
AOTD: I think Elle is going to whip out a chainsaw and cut Negan's head in half. Vertically.
YO TODAY WAS CLUB DAY AND EEK I JOINED A TON I FEEL ACCOMPLISHED
Quizbowl, Spectrum (GSA), Cinema, and Jefferson (community service) and wowowow
Also happy birthday @one of my best friends because she's fucking amazing
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