Botanical Doctor

Like lightning had struck her, Katherine jolted up with unsteady breaths. Despite her knowing it was a dream, it didn’t keep her mind from getting so caught up in it all. Thanks to her inhaler, she finally felt steady enough to speak,

She didn’t think she had looked as tired as she felt, but clearly the doctor was delusional. The bags under her eyes were layered with each hour she didn’t sleep. Exhaustion lead her gaze and the words spoken to hear felt hazy.

“I’m much obliged, miss…? – and I suppose. It seems like it’s always hot…Getting more and more so each passing day.

      How can you stand it?”

“Meyers.” she stated firstly, “Doctor Meyers. And I honestly can’t. I would suppose I am quite good at hiding it.”

“Are you offering? I am parched. I wish it would pass already; the season always stays for so long…”

She nods, face dull of emotion as she passes over a bottle of purified water.

Katherine has encountered many types of birds, many of which kept her company on quiet nights and distracted when sitting alone. The most aggressive though are the birds of prey in the desert.

She watched one carry away a young gecko off into the air.

I haven’t had Katherine interact w much sea life but

Imagine with me

Katherine hears of the horrors among the wasteland. Haunted rock drilling companies, vampires hiding in the subways, a canyon that no one escapes from... Nothing compares to where she grew up, though. Eldritch horrors concealed behind ever dying trees, the sound of a creature your mind won’t put it’s finger on, and the constant feel of someone, something behind you.