Board Thread:Mythical Roleplay/@comment-33439056-20180302210036/@comment-28454763-20180304045743

(( Thank you. ))

{: Dai-chi tightly grasped the hand in front of her, tears clouding her vision as they desperately ran through the forest, attempting to find the shelter. She fell over portruding roots tearing her dress, cutting herself deeply in the process. Hesitantly, the boy in front of her hauled Dai-chi ontop of his back, repeating to her that they were "almost there". In the distance, they could hear the ragged screams of their neighbors accompanied with multiple gunshots. Silence. Screams. Gunshots. The pattern repeated itself over and over until Dai-chi herself heard nothing, not even the reassuring talk of her older brother in front of the boy carrying her.

Finally, they reached the entrance. They swung the doors open just as a pair of Stock emerged from the forest behind them. They had been found.

"Get inside." Her older brother said, revealing a kitchen knife from his pocket.

Her childhood friend did the same, whispering to her, "We'll be right behind you." He offered her a sad smile before shoving Dai-chi into the dark shelter and closing the iron doors. She heard the click of the lock before recognizing the war cries of the two brave boys. Gunshots. A singular scream. Two more gunshots. No more screaming. She passed out soon after. A strong beam of light slowly made its way in.

...

Dai-chi awoke, sweat dribbled down her face as she gasped for air.

"That nightmare again?" The older recruit turned over, asking with a bored tone, "It's time to prepare for the next attack anyways."

She nodded slowly, eyes kept on the floor as she removed herself from the bed. :}