Chapter 54
Outside you may notice your vision pulsing, it's the cloud, eating your insides.. too much exposure... death. ...Elijah
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Light Step
It was odd watching a brute like god tiptoeing across mines and pressure traps but he managed with a grace that was at odds with his hulking frame.
Shepard was less fortunate as the jagged metal teeth of a bear trap snapped shut around her leg.
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Several ghost's turned their heads towards the clinic as a startled scream faded out in the distance.
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Falling Flakes
Vault girl gazed at the snow globe. The small drifting snowflakes relaxing her nerves.
Shaking it a few times, she watched as the soft white flakes gently fell upon the small figure inside, it's feature obscured beyond the blue of the jumpsuit and the matching shine of it's hair.
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Feeding the Beast
'That's dogs meat!' Shepard scolded, tugging on the remains of the ghost clenched in vault girls teeth as the small girl shook her head and refused to release her grip.
An impromptu tug of war broke out inside the villa walls.
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Assassin Suit
'That looks good on you.' Shepard complimented. Eyes forward as vault girl zipped up the dark padded armour.
The smile she got in reply looked more like a grimace. It worried Shepard.
this place.. It was sucking the life right out of her companion. Not so much in health but... in spirit.
Vault girl frame clenched as she began coughing, she lurched to a nearby sink moment's before a mouthful of grey and red bile forced it's way out of her lungs.
'Ok.. maybe it's both.' Shepard panicked as she watched her companions eyes roll in her head as she fell to the ground.
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Collar
A room with headless corpses, mannequins with collars.
Vault girl tugged on her own collar as the three stood in the doorway, looking on at the most likely outcome of anyone who enters the seira madre.
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Clinic
The three stood in front of the auto doc. It's flashing blue lights contrasting sharply with the dull grey of the room. A sharp tapping coming from within.
Shepard glanced at her companions, vault girl was leaning against the door frame, head lowered as she breathed in the cloudless air, god looked mildly interested but made no move toward the machine.
Frustrated, Shepard stepped forward to open the door.
'Dammit!' She screamed, falling over backwards as a mechanical arm lashed out with a spinning saw from the machines empty innards.
Shepard lay staring up at the ceiling as the saw retreated back into the machine, irritation imprinted on her face.
'Why did we come here again?' Her companions shrugged in reply.
Shepard swore as she struggled to her feet, well away from the malfunctioning machine. 'Let's just get out of here.'
God and the vault dweller exchanged looks as they followed out of the room.
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Normandy III
Kelly held her breath as heavy footsteps paced outside. The cramped space of the locker uncomfortable as she had jumped in and slammed the door shut behind her the moment the fog started to spread through the ship.
Kelly whimpered as a pair of dirty socks fell on her head. Trying desperately not to touch the unwashed pile of clothes she had the misfortune of sharing her hiding space with.
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The hard part is letting go...
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A/N Everyone want's to live forever.
No one ever does.
