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⊱ 𝐼𝑀𝐴𝐺𝐼𝑁𝐸 ⊰ 𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐮𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐚𝐜
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You found yourself falling closer and closer to the ground with every step, trying to catch your breath and hide at the same time. You slipped on the wet mud falling face first, now you were more concerned about your messy clothes. Looking up you could see Isaac walking towards you, it was a surprise that he hadn't told his brother Abraham to chase after you. However you felt odd, like maybe, there wasn't a reason to run? Lost in thought it was too late to react, the man had grabbed you by your arm, harsh enough to leave bruise marks on you.
"Please! I won't try and escape again, I promise!" You tried to plea, only muffled sounds were heard from under his mask, you didn't know if he could even speak anymore after what happened.
He dragged you back inside the house, you were met with a scowling Elisabeth. You never really understood why she hated you so much, maybe it's because you've made it a habit to run off every now and then, scared to be placed in one of those chairs, forced to listen to 'its' song. Yet ever since the siren took a hold of them, Isaac never once suggested to have you receive the same fate as the hotel guests. He just liked you, and maybe that's the reason why Elisabeth can't stand you.
