#L is learning the hard way that you shouldn't go gallivanting around shared imaginary universe while actively asleep :)

[chaos-has-theories]

TRICK OR TREAT

MORALLY GREY WOMEN FOR ISA!! this is from an intended longer piece, working title:

Allies or Enemies: Prologue

Laura had been so focused on the shadows in the corners that she hadn’t even seen them gather at the ceiling. Now, one chunk of them detached and landed softly behind Ben, like a cat in human shape.

Then there was a glint, and a knife at his neck.

With a scream, Laura broke through the ranks of the creatures, but Ben was already falling, blood seeping onto the floor. He was dead: Deader than anyone should have been, here. His corners were already starting to fray, turning into lazy ribbons of smoke.

Laura didn’t stop to stare at him. She simply took the momentum to fling herself at the other girl, her sword moving in a wide, inescapable arc.

The girl simply ducked out of its way. Then she rammed her arm against Laura’s elbow, twisted her leg around, and Laura hit the ground, hard.

Her head rang from the pain, distracting her from even trying to reach her sword. Distracting her from the fact that the girl was now on top of her, that knife like a kiss against Laura's throat.

Dark curls were hanging past the girl’s face as she looked down at her, studying Laura like some mildly fascinating creature.

“Oh”, she said, almost pityingly, “you barely know what you’re doing.”

“You killed him!”, Laura choked out. The terror was back, and without being able to move she didn’t know how to fight it. She only knew that she was breathing faster, that it felt like every breath moved her closer to the knive’s edge.

“I did”, the girl murmured. “He’s almost gone by now. And you couldn’t do anything about it.”

A face like porcelain leaned closer to her, lips almost brushing her ear. “But you don’t have to stay. You can just... wake up.”