Like a switch...her body was shutting down.
The need for sleep, it seems, had taken over at last.
Plip.
Plip..
Drip...
Seras's eyes instantly opened at the sound of something splashing against the ground in the intense brightness. As she looked around, her mind began to clear and yet the room was not a familiar one. It was perfectly square, or so it seemed, and the walls were painfully white and empty.
Plip.
Plip..
Drip...
Remembering the sound that had startled her, Seras looked down and realized in horror that her body was completely bare except for trails of blood..her gaze continued to the floor and instantly her senses became prickled with an intense fear; she was standing in a pool of crimson.
Plip.
Plip..
Drip...
Suddenly one of the wet drops hit her face and Seras looked up finally.
And then her chest was torn by the scream that came unbidden from her mouth, the sight before her blurring into a red haze before...
"What...?"
She suddenly found herself back in her room, safe in the darkness it provided.
Looking down, relief flooded her as she realized her clothes were still intact. "It was,,,a dream then?" Scratching her head, Seras decided to lie back down, sleep still weighing heavily upon her exhausted body.
Little did she know, a red eyed gaze was watching from the shadows; curiously observing.
When evening arrived upon Hellsing's gate, Seras woke with a start. Blindly and in a daze of grogginess, she made her way to the shower and sighed as the water heated her eternally cool skin deliciously. Running her arms down her sides Seras's eyes widened in shock when her fingers stuck-
She was coated in dried tendrils of blood.
Fear snaked its way into her belly and grasped tightly with it's claws..."If it wasn't a dream...where was I?"