[ she's not totally convinced that this isn't some kind of dream. maybe a hallucination. maybe she was drugged and taken off somewhere and that is why she doesn't remember talking to any faeries. doesn't remember making the apparent decision to come to wherever this is to fight whatever war is going on.
this sounds more like a fantasy novel, or some kind of live version of an online role playing game. not real life. there's no way this can be real life. and yet when allison turns the corner of the corridor and finds tables full of food and drink and people, she freezes. she's got her ring-dagger in her hand and her grip tightens around it, but that's the extent of her movement.
and when she speaks, she doesn't realize it at first. thinks its an internal thought. ]
allison argent ⇏ teen wolf
this sounds more like a fantasy novel, or some kind of live version of an online role playing game. not real life. there's no way this can be real life. and yet when allison turns the corner of the corridor and finds tables full of food and drink and people, she freezes. she's got her ring-dagger in her hand and her grip tightens around it, but that's the extent of her movement.
and when she speaks, she doesn't realize it at first. thinks its an internal thought. ]
You can't be serious.