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Slipping into the Deep
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Ongoing, Unang na-publish Aug 26, 2016
The child watched as her mother paced between the shelves. Her long skirts swished in time with her slippered steps.  Multi-colored lights danced across the floor as the last rays of sunlight passed through the colored glass windows.  Her mother pulled bottles off of the shelves, the elixirs inside glowing through the murky glass bottles.    She turned and smiled at her daughter, extending her free hand to her.  The girl immediately leaned forward, her smaller hand reaching for her mother's.

The hands came out of nowhere, latching onto her arms.  Finger nails longer than  butter knives and black as night dug into her skin. The girl thrashed in its grasp but her squirming only made the talons dig further into  her flesh.  She was pulled away from the little shop and her mother, into the darkness.

She woke up screaming again.  Still disoriented and shaken, she crawled over to the opposing wall and picked up the small shard of rock off of the floor.  She reached up and scratched a thin line against the wall.  Now there were 4,745 tallies on the wall recording her captivity.
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"What the fuck did we bump into?" Damien yells. The entire room rattles. Window frame movement puts too much stress on the glasses. The lights going on and off as if some weirdo is busy toying with them, the light fixture's wires become exposed, and vases crash on the ground from top cupboards followed by books and magazines. Her eyes showed nothing but pure white as she tossed and turned vigorously on the small hospital bed, blinking multiple times. "DO NOT TOUCH HIM!" She yells. This fuels the shaking edifice more. "Do something!" I scream at the doctor who is standing there flummoxed just as we are. Out of nowhere, a bright light engulfs her. "What the actual fuck?" goes the doctor dropping the clipboard in his hands. The ECG machine goes into a wild paced beeping. "DON'T! "She shouts once more sitting up, blasting us away. My back connects with a hard object behind me. The sound of shattering glasses, exploding machines and light bulbs follow .A sharp high pitch sound ringing inside my ears caused by the blast. . I feel myself getting weak as my back aches from being hit. By the time am conscious enough the sound of buzzing sockets as a result of short out wires that produce bright sparks in the now dark room are all I see and hear for a moment, lights flickering simultaneously. Later, I hear someone giving orders from outside our room accompanied by indistinct voices from agitated people being guided out of the building. My eyes scan the room searching for Damien. I heave a sigh of relief to see him laying on the ground his head leaning lazily on the door. A figure moves adjacent from me. The doctor takes closer yet cautious steps towards the girl still seated on the bed her eyes shut. "What in the world of the X-Men are you?"
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