Only the monsters under your bed have fun terrorizing.
Or maybe, you realize, you've been terrorizing them all along.
Rhys
I watched as she sped away on the train. Gas mask strapped onto my face, protecting me from the outside world. Muffled voices surround me, but I don't tune them in. It's dreary through the mask lenses. Grey. An odd color.
"Sir. We lost track of the train. what should we do now?" A muffled voice says through the mask.
Honestly, must I do everything myself.
"You. Idiot. Obviously she took the master train. Last time I checked, it wasn't hard to lose a damn train. So find it."
My voice was snappy. She bested me this time, I'll admit, but I have to hand it to the little vixen. She's reckless, and it will come to bite her eventually.
Whether it's me or someone else.
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Anya
I knew I was fucked when I saw that the fuel gage was dinging an hour ago. Somehow I thought I would be okay.
I was indeed incorrect.
So now here I am sitting in the drivers seat in a thunderstorm. The thunder crackling around me. Somehow I haven't been spotted. I can't stay here long. The fuel gage is out, I guess I have to go on foot.
With no food.
With no water.Now I have to move quickly. I can't let them catch me. Not now, not ever.
Authors note
Hey guys, sorry there was no update, my best friend had gotten kidnapped and we was searching for her. She's found now, but I broke my finger in the process, so it's kinda hard to type. But I typed out a short shitty ass chapter for you guys! Next chapter will be longed and will definitely fill the plot holes I promise.
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