A very short chapter indeed!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Two days (Or nights, rather) passed, and Ly had returned to Squee's house, with the companionship of an array of small knives hidden all over her person. She looked every which way for any signs of anyone that might try to kill her, and crept up to the living room window. She noticed a small glow coming from within, and peered over the edge.
Inside, she spotted the tiny boy bent over his desk, writing something. She smiled slightly, and figured that now was as good a time as any, and raised her hand to tap on the window, but was stopped as something slammed down between her shoulder blades, making her ram into the wall and plummet to the ground from the force, stunned temporarily. She was just able to reach into her coat pocket for one of her many knives, and flicked it open with ease.
Ly rolled onto her back painfully, ready to slice the ankles off of her attacker, but was again stopped when something made harsh contact with the side of her face, sending her consciousness flying in another direction. Her attacker frowned eerily down on her, lifted her up over his shoulder and took her away.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Two days (Or nights, rather) passed, and Ly had returned to Squee's house, with the companionship of an array of small knives hidden all over her person. She looked every which way for any signs of anyone that might try to kill her, and crept up to the living room window. She noticed a small glow coming from within, and peered over the edge.
Inside, she spotted the tiny boy bent over his desk, writing something. She smiled slightly, and figured that now was as good a time as any, and raised her hand to tap on the window, but was stopped as something slammed down between her shoulder blades, making her ram into the wall and plummet to the ground from the force, stunned temporarily. She was just able to reach into her coat pocket for one of her many knives, and flicked it open with ease.
Ly rolled onto her back painfully, ready to slice the ankles off of her attacker, but was again stopped when something made harsh contact with the side of her face, sending her consciousness flying in another direction. Her attacker frowned eerily down on her, lifted her up over his shoulder and took her away.