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Post by ♫ sheeptail on Oct 31, 2009 12:52:29 GMT -5
 Dark shapes scuttled over the cold earth, teeth gnashing and whiskers twitching as they fled from the shape crawling through the old tunnel. Ragged blonde hair draped across scrawny shoulders as the creature’s hands and feet clung to the walls. Bandages swiped her skin, unraveling, revealing the ugly infected scars of someone deranged. She clicked lightly, letting her tongue hit the roof of her mouth and teeth as she felt her way through the catacombs, pursuing the rodents that made their home in the complete blackness.
Painajainen dropped from the ceiling to run instead on clumsy legs, feet slapping down on the grime of the ages and announcing her presence further to the squeaking rats. She nearly stumbled on some old metal and bricks that lay in her path, but the blood drawn from the graze along her leg didn’t slow her down as she listened ahead for her prey.
The girl dropped her jaw to scream and sprang forward when she felt the tremors of the rodent leaping a few paces ahead of her, managing to trap its body in her claw-like fingers, and she snapped its neck before it had a chance to bite her. Triumphant, she settled down with crossed legs and put the animal in her lap, stroking its fur meticulously, finding no abnormal bumps or the bounce of fleas hiding within its dirty coat.
Food.
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