This is indeed chapter 6! Woo! To make up for this huge gap in updates, I'm going to sort out my documents and my FanFiction documents database. This should ensure that updates are quicker as I will be more organised. Also, I'm uploading two chapters tonight, so the cliff-hanger kinda loses its effect, but I think it needs to happen ;) By the way, guys, thank you so much for the support! This was just a bit of fun really, and it's so nice to see appreciation for something that's so much fun to do xxx Love you all and enjoy, as always!
- Livvy x
Pewds listened intently to the footsteps of the monster leaving as Stephano kept his sword raised at the door. Maya hadn't stopped barking since the grunt had entered, and the Swede was doing his best to calm her.
"I'm sorry about her. She's not usually so..."
"Loud?" Piggeh suggested, shouting slightly to be heard. Mr. Chair walked over to Stephano and he lowered his sword and sheathed it, but he still looked at the door.
"Yeah. Hush, Maya." Pewdie picked her up and she stopped barking, just started to cry quietly.
"She's... She's nice," Piggeh said, coming closer to stroke her. Pewdie and Piggeh spent the next minute fussing over Maya to keep her quiet as Mr. Chair and Stephano spoke in whispers to each other.
"Rude to whisper!" Piggeh called, smiling. Pewdie let Maya down on the floor, and she trotted over to the pillow on the bed and curled up, exhausted after all of her barking. Pewdie stood, helping Piggeh up and they went forward to talk to the other two.
"Sh Pewdie. Can you hear that?"
"Hear what?"
"That smashing sound." Pewdie listened harder, and he could hear the unmistakable sound of glass smashing.
"What the hell is that?" Then Pewds heard footsteps, and he began to panic.
~ TRANSITION ~
Cry's steps were labored and he felt as though he was dragging a huge weight, but he was also determined, and that kept him going. Also, he was interested to discover where that barking had come from.
Cry opened every door on his way to the barking. Nothing caught his eye as he gazed inside except a key, which he grabbed and put in his pocket with another one which he had found in the room he'd arrived in.
When Cry came to the door where he felt sure the barking was coming from, he stopped. It could be a monster. It could be a trap. Well, it could be anything in this godforsaken place.
Should he continue with his plans of investigation, or just run from the place? If he investigated, it could be something dangerous and it might kill him, but if he didn't then his curiosity would bug him for ages.
Cry made his decision.
