Author Topic: Fearful. >:/  (Read 644 times)

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Fearful. >:/
« on: November 20, 2010, 08:07:29 am »
The City was calling me. It's still calling me. I resisted for a while, but I broke down. Everyone does, in the end. I broke down, but I didn't go. I couldn't. I knew better.

I couldn't stand the pacing in the hall, the racing in my chest. A bad night to be indoors. So I grabbed something warm and shoes and keys and went out and sat in the old, broken woman, but something was amiss. I put the key in the ignition, turned it to Accessory, and felt the Watching. You know the feeling.

I looked round, and at first saw no one. Then I saw- it was lurking, trying to hide. I saw it again, this time in less light. It blinked. It was a shape, sort of like people, but misshapen, wrong. Reddish shadow where it shouldn't be. The City, localized. It watched. Waited.

What could I do? I'm not lucky enough to test when the City comes to call.
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Re: Fearful. >:/
« Reply #1 on: November 20, 2010, 02:14:45 pm »
Keep your meathamma always by your side, SF.

We need to get you a holster for that thing.
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