Sirens. Sirens, was the first thing I heard as I flew. Gasping I looked around widely. I was in a cage. I gripped the flying metal that was lurching forward around me. Red lights swirled in the empty pitiful darkness, that's when I felt a bump in my throat. More like a lump actually. A feeling of dread fell over as I gripped the stone cold cage, releasing the little liquid in my stomach.
Besides the sirens, another sound filled the air. Me puking. I sat back down in the cage as it rose higher and higher. It was terrifying but somehow felt familiar. Wiping the puke from my face with the back of my hand, I looked onward.
The sounds of wind whipped through my ears and I winced at the howling continued. I looked down at my scruffy outfit that was currently being whipped against my dirty skin. It was red, dark red. I touched it slowly, gently.
The sounds of the steel grinding against each other screeched to a stop, I wiped the substance off my shirt and onto my lonely finger. The ceiling opened up to a bright light and as I winced from it. That was until the wince turned to horror as the word of the substance broke into my mind.
So I whispered it as voices arose above me in the light, "Blood."
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Short chapter loves. So here it is! This book that I have kept in my works since the summer. I have made major editing in what I wanted for this story. This will be only one(no series) so the chapters are going to be long(I'm going to try)
So this is for the Gally lovers... like me. Enjoy.
P.S I love Newt as well so I'm making a book as well about Newt;)
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killer➳gally
Hayran Kurgu❝ how terrible it is to love something that death can touch ❞ she was a killer...and he was about to be [2015-] cover credit goes to the amazing @auratics
