things that go bump in the night ! violet in the dungeon
Aug 7, 2019 2:10:16 GMT -5
Post by ✨ zozo. on Aug 7, 2019 2:10:16 GMT -5
Despite Violet's best efforts to stay deathly silent in the dark, she couldn't help but let out a loud "ouch!" as her hip collided with a hard surface. Jerking to the right, free hand flying towards her skin to press down on her latest bruise, she gasped at the pain and bit down on her bottom lip.
"Mother fffffff..." and the whispered curse died mid-sentence, silenced by fear hammering in her chest. She still couldn't see, and the past 20 minutes had been spent trailing her hands along the walls for a light switch only to find an archaic-looking torch - but it could have been hours for all she knew. Her side throbbed post-impact, dulling the ache in her busted ankle, pulse the loudest thing in this endless black.
Perhaps this was death. After some deliberation Violet concluded that her current situation was some sort of ironic hell, damp-smelling and cold, and she'd simply stumble into things in the dark for all eternity. It beat being murdered, or burned, or anything that the horrors of the games had taught her was associated with hell. But it was still shit, and she pondered what she'd done - or hadn't done - to deserve such a fate.
"Man," she sighed to nobody in particular, drinking in the solace of the dark. "This blows."
And just as she had gotten used to a life alone in the depths of death, someone joined her.
Fear crept up her spine upon the sound of footsteps and she froze in her place - knife held out in front of her for protection. It couldn't be so bad, stabbing. It was like digging, right? Like a shovel, but pointier.
Swallowing hard, she pressed a hand over her mouth and stepped forward - half hoping that her knife would pierce air instead of skin.- violet -
[ violet searches the old kitchen ]