"Hello?" he calls out to particularly no one.
Blue walked down the hall leading out of the workspace, the hallway grew increasingly darker as he went along.
"Wolf?" he called, "Where are you...?"
He walked along further into the dark hallway, the decaying walls were covered in years of mold and foliage. It was quiet except for his wet steps. His eyes had only begun to adjust, far down into the hallway he can see a peculiar pink glow. The glow had only just manifested, it seems to radiate then disappear. He intends to follow it.
"Wolf?" he says getting nearer.
"That's not my name, you know." A familiar voice says in the darkness. Another set of footsteps, Wolf calmly walks up holding an odd little Octahedron radiating the soft light. The glow then illuminates them both as they're face to face.
"Waffle."
Wolf has her mask off. Several strands of her messy hair were in the way of her smudged face. She's bleeding from her cheek, it looks like a deep cut.
"Let's get out of here, yeah?" she says.
"Breakfast?" He watched her carry the pink shape. "Did you see the..."
"That sounds delightful." She glances backward, "The Tentacle Zombie, thing? yeah."
"He didn't seem to want to talk," he recalls the encounter, putting a finger on his blue chin.
"The creep crushed my drones." She was not terribly happy. Blue caught a glimpse of her frustrated expression in the fading pink glow.
We continued our exit towards the office.
"He was right here." Blue pointed to the puddle of bile and sludge. "I guess he wasn't dead." He says under his breath.
"I cut him in half, in fact. He should be dead."
They retraced their steps and found themselves back on the small elevator leading out. Blue had several questions, but for some reason or another, he kept quiet the way up. He felt there was a silent understanding. His thoughts drift as do hers.
The sun was now just about to rise, a light blue mist covers the forest. The air feels dreamy and welcoming. Blue takes a deep breath, extending his arms upward for a satisfying stretch.
"Good morning, Wolf."
"That's not my name... its Violeta."
"Good morning, Violeta."
"Mornin'."
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Blue Boy
Fantasy✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄ A young blue folk drifts in search of something else. ✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄✄ A fanfiction set in one of my absolute favorite video games, Hyper Light Drifter. There is a race of blue folk in this world and this particula...
