𝙅𝙊𝙃𝙉 𝘿𝙊𝙀.

[it sadly limps away, genuinely distraut that she wouldn't accept it's challenge.]

[...it looks.. sad?]

[shaking its head. pointing to brighteyes. making a "come here" gesture with its hand. its challenging her to eat it.]

....=)

[WITH NOW BEING FED, THE MONSTER MAKES ITS WAY INTO THE KILLER CABIN.]

( She scrambles. Clawing at the ground, trying to get away with any limited movement possible. Even as she felt herself be lifted tightly off the ground.

She tried everything. To wiggle, to thrash, even to call out for help with her hoarse voice. Pained from the screams let out earlier. +

No one was coming. No one would save her. Being dragged away into the darkness, the last sign of her being the disturbed soil, with claw marks and blood.

With her last bit of strength before being pulled off, away from anyone, to her fate was a loud, hoarse scream.

It hurt, and no one would +

come before she was taken.

She was gone moments later. Dragged away to the fate that befell her, all that could be known to all is the sight wasn’t pretty. And a death had occurred.

A meal for a beast. Goodnight, sweet Princess. )

[ END OF THREAD. ]

// see john doe is secretly envious of elliots happiness and life and THATS why they target elliot every match guys its true its true its true

//💜.

i don't know how. i don't know why. but i think. they will be rivals. okay? okay.

[DRAGGING HER INTO THE DEEPER DARKNESS SURRONDING THEM,SLOWLY BUT SURELY. THE DARK CONSUMES.]

[THE MONSTER STAYS STILL. QUIET. WATCHING THE GIRLS SUFFERING IN ANTICIPATION,READIED FOR ANY EXTRA MOVEMENT. ONCE ITS SURE SHE'S UNABLE TO MOVE WELL,THE MONSTER CHECKS AROUND ITS SURRONDINGS FOR OTHER PREY.]

[WHEN IT KNOWS NO OTHER BODIES DWELL NEARBY, IT TAKES CHARLOTTE BY HER ANKLE.]

do is begin to pathetically scoot away. Hoping for the pain to end. Hoping for mercy. )

uphold her consciousness. The pain so extreme that soon a pile of bile joined in with the deep red blood escaping her.

It was agonizing. And no one was there. No one was coming to save her.

As a shadow soon loomed over her, she barely had the strength to whisper a plea, all she could try to +

making a trail to her current location. Pooling into her sweater and the ground below her. It hurt, and she could see parts of herself never intended for her eyes.

It had gone through her alright. A deep gash just barely not showing bone. Her body quivered, the pain overwhelming. Barely able to +

and tears. A loud, agonizing scream escaped her. Throat raw with the unfiltered sound, as her awareness faded. Only moments later coming back.

Hand resting around her stomach, a warm sensation all over it. Barely able to fully see the spike that had just impaled her.

Blood on the top, and it +

[ TW : blood , vomit, mild gore descriptions. ]

( Her confidence was indeed short lived, as a stabbing pain went through her abdomen. Barely missing anything that would kill her immediately.

Perhaps that was the worst part of this. That she was made to feel it. Her vision blurred with pain +

[ON THE GROUND SHE LAYS ON,SHE REALIZES SOMETHING QUICKLY, . HER STOMACH. IT FEELS AS IF ITS MISSING A PART OF IT, HORRIBLY STINGING IN PURE. UNDESIRABLE. AGONY.]

[AND YET SHE IS ALLOWED ZERO REST. THE MONSTER APPEARS BEFORE HER , STARING FROM ABOVE.]

[BEFORR SHE'S ALLOWED REALIZE ANYTHING , HER VISON QUICKLY , BUT MOMENTARILY FADES , AS A SHARP, DEVASTATINGLY HORRIBLE PAIN SHOOTS INTO HER BODY. THE WORSE SENSATION SHE'S EVER FELT.]

[AS CONCIOUSNESS IS REGAINED, SHE SPOTS BESIDE HER. A GIGANTIC BLACK SPIKE,COVERED IN RED 0'S AND 1'S.]

TW;BLOOD. SLIGHT MENTION OF GORE(?)

[THE MONSTER WATCHES HER BEGIN HER DASH, SIMPLY ALLOWING HER TO RUN FOR A FEW SECONDS. AS CHARLOTTE GAINS A SMALL SENSE OF CONFIDENCE IN HERSELF, THE GROUND BELOW HER SUDDENLY SEEMS TO HEAT UP, TURNING A BRIGHT RED.]

im boutta hit a clip.

she had only moments to think about what to do. Dashing quickly, getting as far away from the front as possible. Going to the side, at least she would have moments as the other would need to turn. )

( A slight yelp of pain as she was sent flying from the strong kick. Grown ass man, did a bit of damage.

But … she did it! Blocking just like she’d learned before. Which took some of the impact away. Her arms sustained some damage, but adrenaline pumped. Scrambling to her feet, +

[JOHN STABS ITS CODE MUTATED ARM INTO THE GROUND , READYING HIMSELF FOR HIS NEXT ATTACK .]

[ IT LUNGES IN , THE DISPLEASANT SMMILE ON ITS FACE WIDENING . A SWIFT KICK IS DELIVERED TO CHARLOTTE'S MIDSECTION , SENDING HER AWAY TO THE LEFT OF HIM. UNFORTUNATELY , BUT TO THE 𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐊 OF CHARLOTTE , SHE'S ABLE TO SLIGHTLY BLOCK TO ATTACK , BRUSING HER ARMS IN THE PROCESS . ]

[SHE'S KNOCKED DOWN BY ITS ATTACK , BUT THANKFULLY NOT HORRIBLY INJURIED . HAD SHE NOT BEEN ABLE TO BACK AWAY.. SHE SHOULDN'T THINK ON IT.]

[JOHN DOE APPROACHES , STANDING OVER HER AT A RIDICULOUS HEIGHT, BASICALLY TOWERING OVER THE POOR GIRL. DROOLING FOR THEIR NEXT MEAL.]

[ AS CHARLOTTE INSPECTS IT CLOSER , ITS GLOW SEEMS TO SEEMINGLY DIM DOWN, ONLY TO VANISH.]

[THE WORLD GOES QUIET, FOR WHAT FEELS LIKE HOURS . UNTIL CHARLOTTE HEARS LOUD THUDS SUDDENLY AND QUICKLY APPROACHING HER. SHE'S ABLE TO BACK AWAY JUST A LITTLE , AS THE MONSTER SWINGS ITS REGULAR ARM AT HER.]

( An eerie feeling fills her soul. Blood running cold as worry covers her like a thick blanket. Her humming ceases, and she looks around.

Upon something catching her eye, the little one squints. Starting to try and get up to see it better, despite the distance. The cabin was close enough, +

surely she would be able to get away quick enough if needed. But … plenty of odd - looking characters had been around. If only she could see a little better — perhaps her focus was misguided. )

[ SOON , CHARLOTTE NOTICES SOMETHING. SOMETHING SMALL. SOMETHING INSIGNIFICANT. A SMALL , GLOWING RED DOT FLICKERS A FEW FEET AWAY FROM HER , STARING DIRECTLY AT HER. {