Day 7 - Worse than Hell Itself
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Title: Worse than Hell Itself
Fandom: Babylon 5
Disclaimer: I do not own nor do I profit from these characters.
Rating: PG
Author: Alex (alex_cat_45@yahoo.com)
Type: 100 word Drabble
Note: For Babylon 5 Love month
Summary: Stephen wakes confused.
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Worse than Hell Itself.
Stephen woke to a horrible noise. For a moment he thought he’d passed out in Down Below. Then he remembered he’d given up stims, had finally gotten himself clean and sober.
What the hell was that horrid sound?
He listened more carefully as he took stock of where he was. He was in a lumpy bed somewhere with artificial light. Mars Dome. He was in some seedy motel on Mars.
I am the very model of a modern Major-General,
I’ve information animal, vegetable and mineral…
It was worse than drugs. Or drunkenness. Or even hell itself.
Marcus was singing again.
Fandom: Babylon 5
Disclaimer: I do not own nor do I profit from these characters.
Rating: PG
Author: Alex (alex_cat_45@yahoo.com)
Type: 100 word Drabble
Note: For Babylon 5 Love month
Summary: Stephen wakes confused.
~~~
Worse than Hell Itself.
Stephen woke to a horrible noise. For a moment he thought he’d passed out in Down Below. Then he remembered he’d given up stims, had finally gotten himself clean and sober.
What the hell was that horrid sound?
He listened more carefully as he took stock of where he was. He was in a lumpy bed somewhere with artificial light. Mars Dome. He was in some seedy motel on Mars.
I am the very model of a modern Major-General,
I’ve information animal, vegetable and mineral…
It was worse than drugs. Or drunkenness. Or even hell itself.
Marcus was singing again.