Shit happens ✧ *:✧･ﾟ* Skins gen 2 • James Cook • Effy Stonem • Freddie McClair

Season 3 - 13

I forced myself through the void of the corrugated building, my coat getting caught on a blunt piece of metal, causing me to tug at it until I was freed. The air felt chilly, damp even. Tasha struggled through the gap before stumbling on her unbalanced feet as she entered the desolate, eerie building. I reach into my pocket and pull out my phone, barely feeling it as my hand was so numb from the cold. I turn my torch on and turned it around the room I was in. It was greater than I thought. It consisted of rusted-over machines. I had no time to wonder what their former purpose was as I shone my torch at a figure that was bound to an aged wooden chair. Their hands were fastened to the back of the chair with filthy rags, another rag around their mouth. I figure seemed to be asleep, its head nodded to one side.  My heart fell to the ground as I acknowledged who the figure was. James Cook.