Emma Grace Montgomery
Appearance:
Gender:
Female
Age:
21
Occupation:
Accountant
Place of Residence:
London, UK
Bio:
Emma's father left her, and her mother Jayne, when she was around five years old. Her mother had a tendency to be slightly mentally unstable and, devastated at being left by her husband, Jayne became a workaholic, rarely leaving the bank where she worked. She was never a compassionate person and seemed happiest when the house was tidy and there was no sign of her daughter's things. This eventually led to Emma developing OCD tendencies, always needing everything in her immediate environment to be pristine.
At school, she was particularly good and maths and science - they always had neat, orderly solutions - but subjects like English and Art scrambled her, as often liked students to be messy ('creative' was a word they used to make it sound acceptable). Not exactly being the loner, she had a couple of friends but her compulsive personality traits made her hard to deal with. After her mother arranged for her to meet weekly with a counsellor, her condition improved and she was appear to outwardly normal - even if she found herself biting her tongue every time she saw something that fit in with an observed pattern. When she left school, she took up a job at a local accounting firm and was content in her job.
However, when she was eighteen years old, her mother was killed. A robbery gone wrong at the bank resulted in a bullet through Jayne's head and Emma was suddenly alone in the big wide world. It was then that she began seeing it. A creature, that she spotted slinking down streets when she was on the way home from work; a shadow in the corner of her vision. After spying it a couple of times, she eventually realised it was a panther - or so she thought. But a panther? In London?
At first, she thought it may be a hallucination induced by the stress of her mother's death. She knew she didn't have the most stable mind and so she reinitiated her counselling sessions and began taking the pills prescribed by them. But nothing worked. The panther returned - sometimes she caught glimpses of it through the crack in her curtains at night, stray light beams bouncing off it's glossy fur. Though it's presence unnerved her, she soon realised it didn't want to interact with her - just exist, showing up every now and again. At least, it didn't seem hostile.
So she stopped taking her meds and told her counsellor that the panther had gone. She tried to carry on with her life - even the named the blasted hallucination 'Whisper', on how it seemed to appear in the oddest of places, silent as whisper - but her OCD tendencies seemed to be leaking back into her life. She went on a couple of restaurant dates but once they saw how methodically she cut up her pizza or how her food had to separate on the plate, they never seemed to want a repeat. Frustrated, she did the most impulsive, unpredictable thing she'd ever done in her life and booked a flight to America, without even booking somewhere to stay first. Though it took every scrap of her strength not to plan it out, once she realised what she had done, she felt liberated. She boarded the plane and ended up in Iowa.
And then found herself in some small town called Rainey. It was beginning to hit her how rash her decision had been.
Name:
Whisper
Appearance:
Not overly large - but about the size of a wild wolf - Whisper has piercing green eyes and frequently visits Emma at nights, where she catches glimpses of him when she's putting out the trash or closing the curtains. She has been seeing it for about two years now, and tries to ignore it, even if she finds herself doing a double take. Apart from initially her counsellor, she has never mentioned Whisper to anyone else, believing her brain to be damaged beyond help and has decided she will just deal with it. Though she's still not exactly sure how...