Hellsbuttmonkey
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Re: Angel 6X06: Enter Sandman
Angel, Spike and Laura arrived at the hospital where the girl, named Jenna, was being cared for. Using some fake ID provided by the Watcher's Council, they managed to gain access to Jenna's room.
"Handy that is.." said Spike as they rode in the elevator to her room.
"What?" said Angel.
"Well, we just left an evil organisation who could supply us with fake IDs, paperwork and stuff. Now we have another!"
"The Council isn't evil though." said Laura.
"Keep telling yourself that Red." Spike said. "Anyone with that much power is bound to get a little grey after a while.."
The elevator doors opened and they stepped out into the hall.
They made their way to Jenna's room, and opened the door. They found the girl laying unconscious on the bed, twitching. Tears were streaming down her face. An older woman looked up at them.
"What do you want? Who are you?"
"We've come to check on Jenna." said Angel.
"You don't look like doctors. I haven't seen you around here before."
"We, uh, we just transfered here today." Laura said, quickly thinking of an excuse.
The woman looked down at Jenna's comatose body.
"What's wrong with my little girl?" said said, bursting into tears.
"That's what we're here to find out." said Angel. "We won't give up. I prom.."
Angel stopped mid sentence, his eyes drawn to Jenna. Everyone turned and followed his gaze. Jenna's eyes had flicked open.
Her mother rushed towards her.
"Jenna! You're aw..."
She was cut off as Jenna sat bolt upright and uttered a bloodcurdling scream. The girl fell back to the bed, pale as a ghost, her face twisted in a mask of terror. The heart monitor began to flat line. Laura rushed to the girl and began CPR, but it was too late. Jenna was dead.
Back at the Hyperion, Faith and Oz had been researching for hours. So far they had nothing.
"Council didn't have much for us to go on, did they?" said Faith.
"When do they ever?"
"Yeah, I gotta admit, they have been a little short on the info for a while."
"I'm starting to think they don't trust us." Oz said. "I mean, when was the last time you even spoke to Buffy, or any of the Scoobies. Apart from that visit from Xander I mean."
"Here.." said Faith.
"What?" said a confused Oz.
"I think I've got our demon. Its called The Sandman. It enters a host mind, putting the victim into a coma and forcing them to live out all their worst nightmares over and over, feeding on the fear. Eventually the victim literally dies of terror."
"We need to call Angel."
Angel, Laura and Spike were making their way back to the car from the hospital.
"Did you see the look on her face?" muttered Laura. "It was horrible.."
"That's fear, love. Seen it plenty of times. We both have." Spike said, nodding at Angel.
"It was... I mean, I have never seen someone look that scared before. It looked like the fear itself killed her."
"Crap." said Angel.
Laura and Spike looked at what Angel had just seen. Near the car stood a tall, robed figure. Nothing of it's face was visible, except for two glowing blue eyes.
"What do you want?" Angel demanded.
The figure said nothing, but raised its arms in the air. Suddenly it burst apart into a cloud of sand, and began whirling around the group.
"What the hell?" shouted Spike over the raging winds.
Suddenly the sand concentrated around Laura and began to consume her. It flooded into her mouth, her ears and her nose. Angel and Spike couldn't do anything to stop it as the winds pushed them back. Suddenly the sand vanished and Laura screamed, and fell to the floor. Angel and Spike rushed to her side.
"I hope Faith and Oz have had more luck finding out about this thing." said Angel. "We got two days to save her..."
Laura woke up coughing and spluttering, but suddenly realised there was no sand in her throat. She looked around and saw that she was in a massive desert, and the sky was a swirling mass of colour.
"What the hell?" she said, "Angel? Spike?"
Getting no reply, she stood up and began looking round.
"I don't think I'm in Kansas any more..."
Suddenly the sand in front of her began to rise up, and formed into a large swirling pillar. In the centre of it there was a misshapen face staring out at her.
"Where am I?" she shouted at it.
All around her, evil laughter began to echo.
"Your worst nightmare..."
Chapter 2: As I Lay Me Down To Sleep..
Angel, Spike and Laura arrived at the hospital where the girl, named Jenna, was being cared for. Using some fake ID provided by the Watcher's Council, they managed to gain access to Jenna's room.
"Handy that is.." said Spike as they rode in the elevator to her room.
"What?" said Angel.
"Well, we just left an evil organisation who could supply us with fake IDs, paperwork and stuff. Now we have another!"
"The Council isn't evil though." said Laura.
"Keep telling yourself that Red." Spike said. "Anyone with that much power is bound to get a little grey after a while.."
The elevator doors opened and they stepped out into the hall.
They made their way to Jenna's room, and opened the door. They found the girl laying unconscious on the bed, twitching. Tears were streaming down her face. An older woman looked up at them.
"What do you want? Who are you?"
"We've come to check on Jenna." said Angel.
"You don't look like doctors. I haven't seen you around here before."
"We, uh, we just transfered here today." Laura said, quickly thinking of an excuse.
The woman looked down at Jenna's comatose body.
"What's wrong with my little girl?" said said, bursting into tears.
"That's what we're here to find out." said Angel. "We won't give up. I prom.."
Angel stopped mid sentence, his eyes drawn to Jenna. Everyone turned and followed his gaze. Jenna's eyes had flicked open.
Her mother rushed towards her.
"Jenna! You're aw..."
She was cut off as Jenna sat bolt upright and uttered a bloodcurdling scream. The girl fell back to the bed, pale as a ghost, her face twisted in a mask of terror. The heart monitor began to flat line. Laura rushed to the girl and began CPR, but it was too late. Jenna was dead.
Back at the Hyperion, Faith and Oz had been researching for hours. So far they had nothing.
"Council didn't have much for us to go on, did they?" said Faith.
"When do they ever?"
"Yeah, I gotta admit, they have been a little short on the info for a while."
"I'm starting to think they don't trust us." Oz said. "I mean, when was the last time you even spoke to Buffy, or any of the Scoobies. Apart from that visit from Xander I mean."
"Here.." said Faith.
"What?" said a confused Oz.
"I think I've got our demon. Its called The Sandman. It enters a host mind, putting the victim into a coma and forcing them to live out all their worst nightmares over and over, feeding on the fear. Eventually the victim literally dies of terror."
"We need to call Angel."
Angel, Laura and Spike were making their way back to the car from the hospital.
"Did you see the look on her face?" muttered Laura. "It was horrible.."
"That's fear, love. Seen it plenty of times. We both have." Spike said, nodding at Angel.
"It was... I mean, I have never seen someone look that scared before. It looked like the fear itself killed her."
"Crap." said Angel.
Laura and Spike looked at what Angel had just seen. Near the car stood a tall, robed figure. Nothing of it's face was visible, except for two glowing blue eyes.
"What do you want?" Angel demanded.
The figure said nothing, but raised its arms in the air. Suddenly it burst apart into a cloud of sand, and began whirling around the group.
"What the hell?" shouted Spike over the raging winds.
Suddenly the sand concentrated around Laura and began to consume her. It flooded into her mouth, her ears and her nose. Angel and Spike couldn't do anything to stop it as the winds pushed them back. Suddenly the sand vanished and Laura screamed, and fell to the floor. Angel and Spike rushed to her side.
"I hope Faith and Oz have had more luck finding out about this thing." said Angel. "We got two days to save her..."
Laura woke up coughing and spluttering, but suddenly realised there was no sand in her throat. She looked around and saw that she was in a massive desert, and the sky was a swirling mass of colour.
"What the hell?" she said, "Angel? Spike?"
Getting no reply, she stood up and began looking round.
"I don't think I'm in Kansas any more..."
Suddenly the sand in front of her began to rise up, and formed into a large swirling pillar. In the centre of it there was a misshapen face staring out at her.
"Where am I?" she shouted at it.
All around her, evil laughter began to echo.
"Your worst nightmare..."
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