Wahaha~ I totally failed this one TAT err, oh well; y'all get the picture right? Lets just say the "Officers" (these aren't officers) will be a wee bit creepier without the cloaks... enjoy~ <333
Page Nine:
"Wh-what are you? Your not-" I stumble for words staring up at the creature before me.
"Hush child; let's not make a scene." a firm, cold voice snakes out of the cloaks hood. I cannot see any eyes, and hardly a face; all I know is that whoever they are- they are grimacing.
"B-but where are the Officers? Who are you? It was only an accident... I was startled by-" I glance over at the area where I had rolled from. Sam is no longer there and I feel my something in my stomach clench up. Did he get out alright? I wonder.
"By whom? Who were you hear with?" the woman begins, but then silences me again when she whips out her shock sticks. only they aren't shock sticks- their the same idea but each cored flows from an orb in the palm of her hand. "No, never mind- we will question you back at HQ. What is your name?"
"I-I'm Ellie Platts.... what are you go-" I begin again, but the woman drapes her shock lines in front of m face and little flits of electricity spark from each cored. she flexes her wrist and I squeeze my eyes closed, waiting for the pain; hoping my tears will not carry more electricity to my eyes...
"Wh-what are you? Your not-" I stumble for words staring up at the creature before me.
"Hush child; let's not make a scene." a firm, cold voice snakes out of the cloaks hood. I cannot see any eyes, and hardly a face; all I know is that whoever they are- they are grimacing.
"B-but where are the Officers? Who are you? It was only an accident... I was startled by-" I glance over at the area where I had rolled from. Sam is no longer there and I feel my something in my stomach clench up. Did he get out alright? I wonder.
"By whom? Who were you hear with?" the woman begins, but then silences me again when she whips out her shock sticks. only they aren't shock sticks- their the same idea but each cored flows from an orb in the palm of her hand. "No, never mind- we will question you back at HQ. What is your name?"
"I-I'm Ellie Platts.... what are you go-" I begin again, but the woman drapes her shock lines in front of m face and little flits of electricity spark from each cored. she flexes her wrist and I squeeze my eyes closed, waiting for the pain; hoping my tears will not carry more electricity to my eyes...
Characters/Encoded (c) Laura K
