Title: Sudden Agitation.
Prompt Name/Prompt List/Ficlet # : The Fog – July - #2
Author: kagome313
Rating: T
Genre: Admin's Genre- Thriller/Horror
Universe: A/U
Word Count: 692
Summary: Kagome becomes edgy as she makes her way to the subway.
Warnings: None
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Shocked and confused at Kikyou's action, Kagome rubbed her bruised arms idly as she gave one glance in the direction Kikyou had disappeared before turning down the opposite road. Her mind began replaying the words of her friend, perplexed and intensely intrigued.
What exactly was Kikyou trying to tell her?
Even if Kagome was to know the answer in itself, she still wanted to hear it directly from Kikyou's lips. She just had to hear it clearly to make sure she wasn't paranoid.
Breathing harshly through her nose, Kagome grasp her hair with a shake of her head, her high heels clicking loudly on the damp pavement along the lone, foggy alleyway.
"This is ridiculous," She breathed, hugging her form once more as she increased her speed, intent on reaching her home, if only it meant she could take a hot shower and relax in front of her favorite show until sleep consumed her.
Drip. Drip. Drip.
The methodical way the pipes above dripped made her hair stand on edge. She felt exposed for some reason, which only pushed her to reach the end of the alleyway. Why was the alley suddenly so long? And what was that chilling awareness clawing at her rational thinking?
Clank. Clank. Clank.
Gasping suddenly, she whipped around, her hair slapping her as she looked behind her. All that greeted her was the grey smoke filtering from the ground, cloaking the whole alley in an eerie envelop.
"Hello?" She trembled out slowly, her bright orbs scanning the vacant alley for any sort of movement. "Is someone there?!"
She heard the clanking noise again, and her breathing accelerated as she slowly backed away. Wanting to run but felt like it was a foolish idea, she gripped the edges of her coat as her lips trembled.
No one answered; the only noise that struck her was the taunting clanking of an object that deafened her. She gulped suddenly, her eyes as saucers…. And then – everything became silent. No more clanking, and the faint dripping sound faded in the distance the more she continued dragging her feet backwards, closer to the opposite side of the alley.
Kagome clutched her chest tightly, exhaling loudly as her eyes fell close. As she began to laugh softly for her momentary paranoia, she turned around to continue her journey only to bump into a solid form.
A loud screech echoed in the night as she fell from the force of the bump, scrambling to her feet as she backed away from the male before her.
"Lady – Lady would you quit that!" He held his ears from her ongoing screech, cursing under his breath as he glared at her. "Geez – you drunkard rich idiots need to stay home!"
With that he hurried away from her, the fog eating up his form.
"Way to go Kagome!" She admonished, a sudden laughter bubbling from her throat. "Way to go," She laughed out louder than necessary.
As she made a clear getaway from the alley, she rushed down the subway's steps after watching her wrist for the time. There was no way she was going to miss the train and be subjected to some perverted cab driver at this time of the night.
Skipping the last two steps, Kagome rushed towards the waiting area for the train, noticing how scant it was. She shouldn't be surprise though, considering it was almost midnight during the week. Most people were probably already in bed. Her mind rewind back to Kikyou as she continued down the walkway idly, wondering if she was already home safely. She decided – once again – on calling her, figuring that some alone time would do her friend good.
When she suddenly paused to fish out her cellphone, the soft clicking nose made her freeze in her actions. She knew it was stupid to be on edge, and she honestly didn't know why she was all of a sudden. Relief washed over her when Kikyou came into view suddenly.
"Kik –…"
The blank gaze of her friend made her words tumble back down her throat just as the sound of the train in the distance pierces the night.
