❛ 𝔦 𝔡𝔬𝔫'𝔱 𝔴𝔞𝔫𝔱 𝔱𝔬 𝔰𝔴𝔦𝔪 𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯, 𝔴𝔥𝔢𝔫 𝔦𝔱'𝔰 𝔠𝔬𝔩𝔡 𝔦'𝔡 𝔩𝔦𝔨𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔡𝔦𝔢. ❜
→ * . & ━━ a girl by the name
of sar, who can walk through dreams, finds
herself drawn to her hometown and into a
bigger m...
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༉˚*ೃ ᵒ⁵. 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐏𝐄!
𝐒𝐀𝐑 𝐒𝐋𝐀𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐃 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐎 the boy's face first, nose crashing against his chin. She then proceeded to tumble forward, sending the both of them down. Her knees jutted hard into his ribs as she did so—that had to hurt—and at the speed she was going, she ended up completely missing him when his back struck the earth. Sar hit the ground with a cry, elbows slashing open at the impact on the rocks even through her lovely jacket. Momentarily defeated, her limbs twisted beneath her in a heap.
Ow, ow, ow.
Sar groaned. She felt blood run from several gashes now littering her skin. Her hand moved out to pick herself up off the ground, torn open at the impact of hitting the ground. She'd lost one of her sneakers, it had come flying off her heel at the impact and was now somewhere in the clearing. Turning herself over with a pained sound akin to a whimper, Sar looked at the boy. He looked about her age: brown eyes and brown hair that was hair-sprayed to the max. He probably would have been considered pretty cute, but right now that was absolutely the least of Sar's problems. Being about to be eaten by a monster that's face opened up beat that. By a lot.
He, having stumbled to his feet, a little better than her considering how he'd landed, reached out a hand. Tugging Sar up, he helped her to her feet. "Hey, are you okay? What're you—?"
Somewhere in the forest behind them, the monster screamed, cutting off his words. It was an unnatural scream, anyone could tell that. The sound of something that was not supposed to be in these woods, or this town, or this world. The boy turned towards the noise, his eyes wide.
"What the hell was that?"
Sar took a step back, her foot crunching on fallen stick. "We need to run. Now." Her eyes were focused on the dark woods behind him.
"What?!" He alternated looking between her—this strange, new girl, covered in mud and slime—and towards where the sound had come from. Panic was in his tone. "What the hell is going on?!"
The next scream tore them from any further thoughts. Their heads snapped towards the sound, right as the monster tore from the bushes. Its mouth was open wide, teeth bared. Before either of the two had the chance to move, or shout, the creature launched itself at them.
