The Unraveling - It Spreads

There's no time to be surprised. There's no time to dwell on the fact that Hanako is here, and she's been wounded in the process. There's no time for any of it, as the world erupts to life around her. Hazel's hackles rise, drawing to her full height as she takes the beast in. Trying to make sense of it, trying to make heads or tails of whatever the fuck this was.

The worm claws at the ceiling, staying attached to the surface. Hazel has seen some shit in her day, but this? This is new. A brown boy, slurring his words and throwing himself at the beast... ah shit. He's drunk. Meanwhile, Hanako playing bait to get it down from the ceiling. Hazel quietly pads to place herself at about the beast's drop point, putting herself between the danger and her ex's injured mother. Hackles up, crystalline fangs gleaming, she's ready for the worm. Ready as she'll ever be.

"Speech"