you little monster [day 7 leisure]
Dec 9, 2022 17:38:20 GMT -5
Post by rook on Dec 9, 2022 17:38:20 GMT -5
izzy rodríguez
The night grows longer, colder as the pale moon basks the clay earth in a milky glow. The blare of the anthem stirs you from whatever half-sleep you were enjoying, slumped up against a hollow log, clothes stained red in dry blood, face painted a crusted crimson.
You see the fallen, watch the innocent human faces smiling at you from above, thinking all the while about how far they are from that now.
Ace’s face comes and goes, followed by Anika’s recognisable features, and you feel nothing at all as they dissipate into the night, you little monster.
Rummaging through their things you set about making plans for your final few days in this hell. Scavenging through their things a pack rat making use of every available resource. Some meds, some food, more weapons, you’ll take them all. Hell, you’ll need them all.
Picking up your things, still red from head to toe you wade out into the night, the wound at your core eating away at you.
”Three to go.”
