Heroes Role Play Thread.

Zach tried to trudge on but with every step his body began to freeze up a little more.

Zoe took his hand and squeezed it, smiling warmly at him. Scarlette headed over to the stairs.

Zach tensed up more and stopped completely. I...uh... I never told you this but I have lygophobia and im horrified by dark deserted buildings. He felt like he was going to pass out.

Scarlette burst out laughing.
"Oh my god! Seriously?!"
She turned to them.
"Sorry."
She stopped laughing but she smirked at them.
"Do you want to stay here then?"

Zach looked around. Her voice only echoed and he felt the darkness closing in. He couldn't breathe. Suddenly, he was gasping at his throat. Wheezing for breath.

"Zach!"
Zoe took his face in her hands and the smirk dropped off Scarlette's face.
"Zach, look at me, calm down," Zoe said, looking into his eyes.

Zach started coughing, spluttering as the dark filled his lungs.

"Get him outside! NOW!" Scarlette yelled.
She ran forwards and started to push the both of them outside.

What the hell! Ghost yelled at the man he had landed with as he looked at the news article. I said 114 days not 114 years! He looked around, they seemed to be in what looked to be the very old and very deserted basement of Base One.

[Oh, he's back! This is gonna be fun!]

Scarlette made Zach sit down and forced him to put his head between his knees.
"Stay there, dont move and take in deep breaths. I wont be long."
She nodded to Zoe and went back into the building.

Zach squirmed a little more before his panic attack began to subside.

Zoe bent down in front of him.
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Scarlette stopped at the stairs.
Now, if I was a computer, where would I be? Basement!
She started jogging down the stairs.

Take us back! The chubby man focused hard, but it didn't work. What if she wakes up huh? What if i'm not there to meet her? Now take us back!!!

Scarlette stopped when she heard shouting. She drew her gun, wondering what the heck was going on. She lifted the gun to shoulder high and slowly started walking down the stairs again.

The man shook fearfully when he couldn't get them back. You useless bastard!

Scarlette came down the stairs.
"Who's there?!"

Ghost's ears pricked up at the sound of the familiar voice.

Ghost turned and looked at the stairwell, he walked towards it.

Scarlette gasped when he came into view and nearly dropped the gun. She stared at him, her mouth open a little.

Ghost grinned and frowned at the same time, not even knowing if that was possible.

Scarlette swallowed and dropped the gun, it clattered to the floor.
"Ghost?" she whispered, tears forming in her eyes.

A tear rolled down Scarlette's cheek.
"You're meant to be dead."

What? His mind tracked to the present time and he clocked on. You're meant to be in a coma.