<div class="floatleft">(http://i1217.photobucket.com/albums/dd394/Vithe_rothe/Doomtown/doomtown11_zpsff59733c.jpg)</div><hr/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><strong>Name:</strong> <span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">             Lady Elisabeth Boyle</span><br/><strong>Faction:</strong>         Member of the Collegium.<br/><strong> Date: </strong>            May 4th, 1876<br/><strong>Time of Day: </strong>  Evening, a couple of hours after dusk<br/><strong>Location:</strong>       Not at all sure but Not wanting to be there!!<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>         Monsters??, Body parts, Lots of Blood, Open<br/></span><br/><hr/><br/><br/><br/><br/>Pain!<br/><br/>Pain, aches, burning, intense burning in many places!<br/><br/>Pain!<br/><br/>A Horrid scream!<br/><br/>Elisabeth was aware of these before she opened her eyes. It had to be a nightmare, a new one, one whose images swirled in her head and refused to show themselves but left her belly clenched in terror and for other reasons she had not felt before. The nightmare still clung to her heart and mind, images of a beast ravaging her would not go away.<br/><br/>Opening her eyes she sees blood dripping from walls, a dim glow of oil lamps gave the area a surreal and eerie red hued look.  The scent of blood and guts hung heavy and filled her nostrils. She blinked once then twice as in the distance muted shouts could be heard<br/><br/>She was lying on the ground when last she remembered was laying down for a rest at Agatha’s. She had gotten tired in the afternoon and needed to sleep. So she had changed, slipping off her clothes and into a silk and nearly shear nightgown and lay down on the guest bed upstairs.  It was still twilight when she had done so and none of the others had yet returned to the House. Her mind tried to reason things, something had happened.<br/><br/>She turned her head and nearly screamed herself as bile crawled at her throat. She moved and groaned as new pain assaulted her. She had been raped…been ravaged hard, her vagina felt on fire and hurt. Her hips sent stabbing pain through her and her mind reeled. Images flashed, body parts, blood, a mangled torso. Part of her mind, that part where reason and logic held sway coolly analyzed the parts, as a doctor she was aware of how much force was needed to tear off a limb or a head. Whatever had done those things was powerful and vicious. The rest of her mind struggled through pain, smells, blood and the knowledge that it was all real made her want to let the darkness that hovered at the edges in. She was a Boyle and had fought battles before and would not give in to the darkness.<br/><br/>Her night gown was ripped in shreds, torn open revealing her naked body. As she lifted her head to check herself.  Blood was smattered over her and claw marks had left deep scratches on her arms and legs. She knew she would have deep bruises on her back. Lifting her head a bit more she saw how bad her torso and stomach had been raked. In places she could see muscle. Add to that she suspected from the way the pain stabbed as she shifted that her hips had been cracked.<br/><br/>Worst of all was the huge bloody claw that had left its dripping imprint over her left breast and torso.<br/><br/>Tears filled her eyes as she saw a face, ripped off the skull, empty eye sockets glaring at her and laying between her out stretched feet.<br/><br/>What had happened? Dear Lord above what had happened to her?<br/><br/>