| [Carter's been ghosting around the ship, having a pretty chillaxed time spending some time alone for the first in his life. He's wearing sandals and they make a slip-slop sound as he pads down the hallway.
Behind him, his shadow snickers.
Carter blinks and looks over his shoulder. Was that a laugh? No? Huh. He carries on. He presses the button for the elevator and waits, and it seems to take forever. Whatever, the deck he wants is just one down. Carter turns and pads over to the stairs.
His shadow creeps up his leg. Carter doesn't notice.
He opens the door to the stairwell and just as he's stepping out, Carter's shadow yanks on his ankle. ]
AUUUUGHHHHH!!!!
[Carter screams as he tumbles down the stairwell. His shadow laughs loudly and retreats back to its form under him as Carter cracks his head and leg on the metal corners. Thunks, whacks, bumps, all of these disorient Carter as he falls head over heels down the staircase--and lands in a heap at the bottom.]
Awwwwwuhhh, Jesus.
[Carter holds up his arm and gasps. Bone is bulging the skin out. He broke his arm. Carter winces and hunches over his broken arm, waiting for it to heal. His head throbs.
Who runs into him?] |
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