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Prick Your Finger On The Spindle



Finch I

Loner

age
4 Years
gender
Female
gems
0
size
Medium
build
Medium
posts
182
player
Evelyn

Famous
01-08-2016, 08:54 PM
She heard the change in her voice, and panic began to rise in her chest. Something wasn't right... she didn't like the way her voice changed, t he way the bird said that it was fatal. Fatal? What was? What was going on with her! Finch's mind screamed at her to run, but as soon as she opened her eyes the shadow monsters were on her again. She jumped back from Maggie and screamed, there were a thousand pairs of teeth trying to bite her in half, elongated talons reaching for her fur. They tried to pull at her and she backed up, head shaking as her whole body trembled. "T-they are t-trying to g-get me!" she wailed, her rump slamming against the back wall. Maggie's words were twisted and bent as they tried to reach her ears, sounding distorted and far away. "What's g-going o-on?" she could hear the fear in her own voice, raw and bitter. Maggie's body grew until it got larger and took up the whole tunnel, and Finch screamed until her voice grew raw. Her head pounded harder and harder, and her head felt like it was going to explode. Was she passing out? Darkness touched the corners of her vision, and everything was bending out of shape. Fear pulsed through her like never before, and she didn't know what to do. In that moment, all Finch wanted to do was die.