"Hello?" her voice called out gently.
Noises caught Sabirah's attention, but she would have rather not think about them. Her boots scuffed against the ground as she walked. Her foot rested against the floor and...
"Ah!" the girl gave a sharp scream as she plummeted, spinning midair as she did until she landed in a room. She mumbled to herself as she stood; this hadn't been the first time this had happened to her. Earlier in the ruins, another floor had done this to her as well.
A soft scurrying caught her ear and she turned to see a small creature shuffling toward her. A small cry emitted from the girl as she held out the plastic knife in the direction of the monster, which did not seem deterred.
"Stay back!" she ordered, slashing the air with the 'weapon' for emphasis.
The monster did not heed her warning and pounced upon her, clawing at her whilst she hollered. She shoved the creature off of her and escaped the room, not noticing her torn ribbon clenched between the teeth of the hostile monster.
Panting, the girl continued her journey, clutching her weapon tightly. After a few moments, she reached up to twirl her ribbon around her finger, a habit she had gotten into, but found that her fingers touched only ratty, dirt ridden hair.
"M-my ribbon!" the girl exclaimed, glancing around, "Where is it?"
Her breath hitched, but she continued on her way.
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"No, wait!" the girl screeched, running down the hall.
Her feet halted suddenly, her eyes shifting from the door to the left and the hallway ahead. She began stepping toward the doorway, but a Froggit jumped out in front of her, and her only option was to run straight. She did so.
A door. She turned to the left and stopped; she was trapped. The girl spun on her heel to see the other monsters closing in, whispering about a human soul.
"We will be set free," one of the floating creatures mused.
"Stop it!" the human whined, stepping backward, though she knew she was only prolonging the inevitable.
There was a slight chance...just a bit. She gulped a deep breath to steady her racing mind, then dashed forward aiming herself at the small gap between the doorframe and one of the monsters. A Whimsun pounced in her path and the others surrounded her.
Nobody heard the poor girl's screeches or the soft clatter of the plastic knife hitting the ground.
A/N I'm so sorry I didn't update when I said I would. I was writing and I fell asleep, and I've been busy with school and cleaning my room. Anyway, it was difficult for me to relay patience here, but I thought there would be a bit of irony if she died running and the aqua attacks only hurt you if you move. I don't have as much inspiration for this story as I do Merciless, but a few of you favorited/followed it, so I'll try my best.