Hurray! Another chapter!
They look so long on Word and when I get them on FF, they're soooooo short! I'll try to make em' longer.
DISCLAIMER: If don't own it. :(
Her wall was crumbling.
When Puck was in trouble, she had bundled up the rest of her dwindling sanity and shoved it in a corner, building a wall between it and reality. As long as that wall stood, she could pretend this wasn't really happening, that she was simply in a very vivid nightmare, and would soon wake up to find the spider that Puck had inevitably put in her bed crawling across her face.
But her wall was falling fast.
She was holed up in a bathroom sitting in the bathtub with the shower curtain drawn, trying desperately not to burst into great wailing sobs while monsters stomped around outside the locked door.
If you told her this would happen yesterday, she would have laughed in your face.
Puck sat next to her, trying to devise a plan and failing miserably. Neither he nor Sabrina was in any condition to fight. Though he wouldn't admit it, he wasn't feeling one hundred percent. Hell, he wasn't fifty percent.
And the shaking, whimpering girl next to him wasn't much better.
But he had wings. He'd fly them out of there the second one of those things opened the door. He couldn't do much else. His flute was somewhere downstairs; he'd dropped it when the first… thing, for lack of better words- attacked him.
The doorknob rattled, and Puck went rigid.
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Winter in New York had never been this bad.
Jack was kicking himself for leaving his sweater in the dark, humid room that had turned out to be the ballroom of a rather large convention center. Before he left, he'd seen a little dark haired girl holding it, and had decided to let her keep it.
After the meal of disgusting oatmeal and a cup of water that only made you want more, he'd waited until the men in camouflage went to the back of the room to have their own meal. Then he made his way to the very front and slipped out of the double doors.
He was surprised to found that they led directly outside, into the sickly green light of the sky. A few dirty snowflakes drifted down, feeling like heaven after being cooped up in the hot room.
But after 15 minutes of walking, he was freezing. His long jeans did nothing to protect him from the dirty snow that was accumulating quickly, faster than anything he had ever seen.
Zero to two feet in fifteen minutes.
Shivering violently, he continued walking.
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Many things happened at once.
The door, and the wall around it, fell in, Puck's wings popped out; three enormous things tumbled into the bathroom, blocking any hope of escape, and Sabrina Grimm's wall crumbled.
Shuddering sobs filled the room, followed by the angry wails of the monsters on the other side of the thin shower curtain. Something grabbed the curtain, pulling it so hard it fell of the rod, giving them a full view.
Sabrina stifled a scream.
They were huge, the tallest nearly 9 feet in height, having to bend over to even fit in the bathroom. A thin membrane of a substance that resembled snot covered them. It dripped from their eyes and their bared fangs. Tiny black hairs, looking sharp as needles, ran up and down their arms.
An impending sense of doom settled over the room. It got very quiet. And then, the roof fell in.
Oh, the fun I have writing this story. Not to be greedy, but I want 6 reveiws before the next chapter. :P My ego needs inflating right now, so go press the button.