"Lost, where am I? Blood...so much blood!" screamed Mikail's mind.
"I should be with the Inquisitor. What am I doing here? Why am I running? Was I attacked?" His scattered thoughts weaving and dodging just out of reach left the unhinged mercenary on the verge of madness, with only flashing scenes of violence any indicator of what had occurred in the last few hours.
Before he knew what was happening the Altonian fell heavily as his boot caught the corpse's torso. "Oh Emperor!" mumbled Mikail as he took in the awful sight of the gutted Naval man, without bothering to regain his feet the terrified veteran scrambed backwards before retching violently at the sight in the corridor.
"Walls covered in blood...so much...not human" hugging his knees Mikail began rocking in time to his sobs of terror. For several long minutes he sat there expecting at any moment for whatever killed the Inquisitorial serf to come back and snuff his life out, finally he rose unsteadily to his feet and, leaning against the wall, made a bee line for the next interpass.
"Got to tell the Inquisitor, must find the Inquisitor..." over and over he muttered this mantra to keep his fear at bay before a horrific realisation brought him to a halt "Whats an Inquisitor?"...
OOC: deepening Mikail's psychosis...he doesn't know Erendul's alive and Emperor knows if he'll recognise him anyway... |