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Carrie White ([personal profile] creepycarrie) wrote in [community profile] hellhouse 2019-08-18 01:49 am (UTC)

Carrie watches, wincing a little when he throws himself against the locked door, because she's sure it won't open and he'll just hurt himself. It genuinely surprises her when he manages to get it to pop open. She stiffens a little by reflex when he comes to help her move because it still feels weird to trust him.

The sudden realization that he's been nothing but kind to her so far and that she's still afraid to believe that he's doing it out of the goodness of his heart even though she can't think of any possible ulterior motive enrages her. Not at him, but at Momma. At her classmates. At the world for giving her so many reasons not to trust that she's not even sure she can remember how.

But she nods when he tells her that he's going to apply pressure again and she lets him take her elbow and lets him lead her and actually even lets herself enjoy the fact that someone is showing her compassion in a way that actually feels real. She knows that this really must be Hell because no matter how hard she tries, she can't believe that it's sincere.

Once they're in the hall, Carrie looks behind them and realizes that she can't actually see the other end of the hall because it's so dark. That's alarming, but nowhere near as alarming as the fact that, when she turns to look forward again, she can't help noticing that the door they'd just come through...is gone. All she can see is solid wall. Carrie gasps. "Peter..." she says quietly to get his attention before looking back at the wall again. "...the door..."

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