Unsteady
Cw: injuries, concussion, brief moments of nausea/vomiting, blood
The room swayed as Villain stumbled past the doorway, lurching with each uneven stagger. They shook off their bag, barely hanging from one elbow, landing heavily on the floor with a thud.
They kicked the door shut clumsily with the back of their heel, a yelp almost slipping from their lips as the movement nearly sent them toppling. A pulse hammered in their head, behind their temples and by the base of their skull. Their jaw ached terribly, lips parted and a small trickle of pink tinted saliva dribbling from the corner. They didn’t have to look in the mirror just to the side of the small entryway to know a bruise was swelling from their chin, creeping up their cheek, blood pooling in a deep maroon beneath the skin.
Hero hadn’t been there to fool around.
Villain’s coordination was off, their hand slipping against the doorframe as they reached for the lock. It took them another try to get the doorknob lock done, and three more before they could slide the deadbolt properly in place.
The first step they took down the hall sent them sprawling sideways, their shoulder knocking against the mirror, dislodging it from the wall. They fell with the glass, a ragged cough tearing from their lips as the mirror shattered against the floor, pieces of their reflection scattering across the wood like shards of fallen stars. A sharp sting had them fumbling again, their vision blurring before focusing on their outstretched palm. A piece of glass had embedded itself in the heel of their palm, speckling the night sky with small eclipses of red.
As soon as their sight focused, a wave of nausea sent them lurching forwards, heaving in their effort to suppress a gag. The world tilted again, spinning around them like a solar system. Their broken reflection, unclear eyes staring at them twisted like planets, stars. Villain threw a hand against the ground, swaying with the motion that knocked them over. They barely felt the sting as glass cut into their hand, curling over to let their head fall to their knees.
Impending clouds twisted across the sky, clouding the stars until all they were left with was a churning sea of darkness.