Emersion Miller finds herself being shipped back out to the place she escaped five months ago. If she had known the consequences of agreeing to work again, she would have hung up on Mr Jimmy and kicked Mike where the sun doesn't shine, but only one...
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ATTENTION ON THE RIG. PRESSURE TESTS WERE GOOD. CONGRATULATIONS DWH CREW. WE GONNA BE MOVING ON
That's music to Emersion's ears as she dumps her tool bag on her bed, bouncing over to the computer in her room. Opening up Skype, she waits for her brother to answer the call.
"Hey "she smiles wide at her brother as his face enters onto the screen
"Hey "he mumbles back, his mouth filled with what looks like leftover chicken from 2 days ago
"God, because that's what everyone whats to look at "Emersion mumbles to know one in particular "What are you doing home, I thought you had plans with Claire "
"Oh no we had to reschedule, she got stuck at the office "Emersion's face falls
"Oh Ben, I'm sorry "waving his hands about and shaking his head
"Nah, don't worry, it's no big deal. Well don't you look all professional with your red jumpsuit thing on, stand up give me a twirl " chuckling while watching his sister's face scrunch up in annoyance.
"No, way dude I'm not five anymore " Emersion grumbles
"Really you could have fooled me "Ben laughs back, causing Emersion mouth to open wide
"Emersion, what is that, is everything ok "Ben asks sitting up straighter as low rumbles could be heard
"Yeah everything's fine, don't worry it " Emersion brushes off his comment continuing to explain her day
Cutting her off Ben's eyebrows knit together, worry plastered all over his face " No Em, I'm serious, do you not hear that " the rumbling that was heard moments ago intensifies, followed by loud whooping and whirring noises. Pushing back on her roller chair, Emersion stands up, looking around the room for the source of the cause. Her eyes catch the light in the centre of the room, slowly she stands under it watching it flicker on and off.
"Hey "Ben calls out "Is it just me or did it just get real bright in there all of a sudden " looking back at the computer screen Emersion sit back in her chair roller closer to the screen.
"No it's not just you " the centre light combusted, tiny fragments of glass explode everywhere. Bringing her arms above her head and protecting her face Emersion ducks for cover, rolling off her chair and onto the floor, causing a big bang to echo throughout the room.
"Emersion " Ben practically shouts through the screen. Standing up Emersion looks around the room, confusion written all over her face until suddenly the room is consumed into darkness.
What the hell Emersion thinks to herself as she slowly starts to move around the room, making her way to the exit. Emersion is thrown back in the blink of an eye, high pitch ringing screeches in her ears as she is ricocheted off the back wall falling to the ground, her head snaps against the ground, landing on cuts of metal and glass. A heavyweight lands on top of her taking the wind out of her, puncturing her right side.
Emersion grunts using all her strength possible to lift the heavy load off her body. A Whimper escapes her lips as her vision fogs, tears building in her eyes. Every muscle in her body hurt, slowly moving her hand to the top of her head, she feels the steady flow of blood trickle down the side of her face, coating the outline of her lips a deep shade of red. Biting her lip she releases a scream of annoyance as she tries to lift the weight off her again. Puffing her cheeks out she brings her hands by her side, only now feeling a sense of wetness on her right side. Timidly she brings her hands to her side feeling her now red top soaked through, Emersion sucks in a breath once one finger dances along near her belly button and falls into a deep hole.
Emersion squeezed her eyes shut as tightly as she possibly could. Taking a deep breath in before deciding to face reality. Blindly moving her hands to the bottom of her top she carefully rips a long piece of what used to be white material and wraps it tightly around her waist. The agonising pain she felt on her right side was put to the side as she delicately shuffles her body along the floor. Eventually, Emersion was able to wriggle her way out from underneath the door and sluggishly rolled onto her stomach in hopes of pushing on her knees. After some calculated manurers Emersion was now standing up leaning against a wall gasping for breath. Her eyes trailed down her front, witnessing a large amount of blood-soaked into her shirt. Luckily the red colour of her jumpsuit camouflage the severity of her injury.
