He leans over the railing at one point to look up. Bloody hell. He's starting to wonder if the place is enchanted with some dimensional spell. On and on, and it gives him one hell of a headache to think about. Still! He pushes forward until he hits that landing.
John looks down at the landing underneath him. He jumps a bit on it -- just to make sure it's solid and that it really is there. There's a satisfaction in his quick test before he pushes that glass doorway open and onto the balcony.
His hands grip onto the railing as he looks around. It helps ground him for now. John turns his head to see the landscape. Interesting that he can see the stars now when they couldn't in the pitch of darkness a few days ago. Well, "days."
Then, he slowly makes his way to the other side of the lighthouse. He stops in his tracks the moment the light beam hits him, wincing and throwing his hand up. John shoots the encasement a glare, as if it was the fault of the mechanics.
"Trust me, I see the bloody light." John shoots a glare up at the sky for his woes before continuing on. This time he makes the note of the timing.
Once at the other side, he looks out over the scenery one more time. The cliff and the forest where he woke up. Makes sense. He tries to find a way to the town from his location, toying with the idea of walking back to it. He notes the beach as well, and the low rumbling of anger in the back of his mind at what he felt the first day he arrived in Mathias.
John turns his gaze to the water and glares. His hands go to the railing to prop himself up again. "How about you just show yourself!? Stop screwing around with the innocent lives that have got no idea how the world actually bloody works! Oh, sure. Hide in the shadows like a bloody coward and whisper in our ears! Scare us from the darkness! I bet it's easier if you toy with people. You haven't got the snuff to actually face people head on!"
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John looks down at the landing underneath him. He jumps a bit on it -- just to make sure it's solid and that it really is there. There's a satisfaction in his quick test before he pushes that glass doorway open and onto the balcony.
His hands grip onto the railing as he looks around. It helps ground him for now. John turns his head to see the landscape. Interesting that he can see the stars now when they couldn't in the pitch of darkness a few days ago. Well, "days."
Then, he slowly makes his way to the other side of the lighthouse. He stops in his tracks the moment the light beam hits him, wincing and throwing his hand up. John shoots the encasement a glare, as if it was the fault of the mechanics.
"Trust me, I see the bloody light." John shoots a glare up at the sky for his woes before continuing on. This time he makes the note of the timing.
Once at the other side, he looks out over the scenery one more time. The cliff and the forest where he woke up. Makes sense. He tries to find a way to the town from his location, toying with the idea of walking back to it. He notes the beach as well, and the low rumbling of anger in the back of his mind at what he felt the first day he arrived in Mathias.
John turns his gaze to the water and glares. His hands go to the railing to prop himself up again. "How about you just show yourself!? Stop screwing around with the innocent lives that have got no idea how the world actually bloody works! Oh, sure. Hide in the shadows like a bloody coward and whisper in our ears! Scare us from the darkness! I bet it's easier if you toy with people. You haven't got the snuff to actually face people head on!"