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She was his favorite.
The cold didn’t go away. From the moment Kade had found her squinted hues looking over snow draped expanses of freedom, she had been cold. Teeth chattering, hair on her arms and legs prickled to a point, with the added comfort of knowing this feeling wouldn’t let up, regardless the distance she made between herself and her prior captivity. Never in her life had she been so miserable as the girl was then in those hours, forced to trudge and trek through the endless white bullshit the forest offered without a soul in sight. It didn’t surprise the blonde as fatigue began taking over, so with each forced step forward, she was promising herself an end would eventually be found. No matter how long it took her to get there, Kade would find home again. She would be with him again…
But the body is a fickle thing at times. It seemed frighteningly simple how quick her knees were to buckle out of nowhere, leaving the youth to fall face forward into the hardened snow with little more than a stifled thump. Cheeks burning due to the frigid waste, her lids began closing involuntarily, all while her raspy voice pushed its way from unwilling lungs. “G-get up.” The phrase would be repeated several times, though less and less audible until she lost consciousness entirely, her lightly covered figure face planted in the middle of the forest. That was when she fell prey to whatever strange happenings this place happened to hold for her, which meant this was the moment Kade had truly let herself down. It wasn’t years ago when she had been strapped for cash and had made a few dangerous bargains, nor was it the past year when she refused to say goodbye to her dying mother. No, this was the one pivotal moment she would forever regret, because this was the moment Kade had thrown herself to the wolves, all because she couldn’t keep fucking walking.
Time passed normally in some regard, while simultaneously seeming to stop entirely for Kade. She wasn’t here or there, instead being shuttled to wherever while her mind happily dreamed away the passing hours. Just like the rest of the hunted, Kade Samson was brought to the small church on the outskirts of town without any clue as to where they truly were. Sure, she would tell it was a church from the moment her eyes opened, but the girl didn’t know anything else about the location, other than how fucking cold it happened to be. A torturous situation to find herself in, Kade slowly rose from a sprawled laying position to something of a drooping upright, with her hands shakily moving to graze over her general apparel. Same jeans and light hoodie with her usual fashion boots in tow, the youth seemed content that it all seemed intact. After all, whoever had brought her inside could easily have stolen her clothing as well. Small miracles.
Of course, just as the groggy girl had come to terms with her current environment, so too did the battered old hag near the front of the rag tag congregation make a bold statement. Maybe there had been an unmistakable eeriness to the comment, but Kade didn’t have the patience or the interest to deal with that sort of farfetched bullshit currently. “…And how would you know? You fucking from here?” Practically shouting the words as the older figure retreated deeper into the church, Kade took that as a true sign of soap box doomsday talk, which lightened her overall bitter mood. Rising to her usual above average height, she was all sorts of ragged looking in the dirty clothing she had been wearing for weeks? Months maybe? Time underground hadn’t done the nomad any good, deteriorating her usually modelesque appearance to one slightly more healthy than those images they showed you of holocaust victims.
Casting sunken oculars off through the crowd, there had to be someone worth speaking with on what was going on. Her usual quiet demeanor was kicking back in at this point, ceasing the words before they came as if she knew deep down it wasn’t a matter of asking. Eventually she’d be forced to find out. Steps were actual shuffles as the slender creature made a break for the door, slowly progressing from the pews towards the huge, open area of pathway covered in ancient carpeting. The whole establishment seemed deserted by the way the dust had settled, though it hadn’t gone through much wear and tear otherwise. As if the usual parishioners just ceased showing up, there wasn’t any moving boxes or drapery to cover unused furniture – just a bunch of scraggly survivors Kade knew nothing about, all grouped in an abandoned church to escape the cold.
The lack of heat in the building certainly didn’t get mistaken for warmth. It just wasn’t frigid and Kade could at least move her fingers while they remained firmly tucked in her hoodie pockets. Maybe she had stumbled upon some sort of strange cult and this was their way of roping in members? Maybe these were her captors from before and these people were also victims? Maybe she had been abducted by aliens? A frown found itself over her neat, angular features as it all became apparent that she was being stupid. After all, more than likely there was a simple answer to all of this and all she really needed to do was ask. Having made it to the door of the church, she tried to pry the massive entranceway open, but seemed unable to do so for the time being. Blaming her overall fatigue, the girl didn’t bother to pretend she was comfortable standing, instead pressing her back to the door frame so she could slide down it easily to the ground. It almost felt like she was guarding their freedom, or stealing it, depending on what the deal was.
<font color="1979e6]“Does this place have heat?”[/font] Kade eventually asked to no one in particular while her slim figure shivered… And to think, she had once been his favorite. <font color="1979e6]“Anyone bother to check?”[/font][/spoiler]
She was his favorite.
The cold didn’t go away. From the moment Kade had found her squinted hues looking over snow draped expanses of freedom, she had been cold. Teeth chattering, hair on her arms and legs prickled to a point, with the added comfort of knowing this feeling wouldn’t let up, regardless the distance she made between herself and her prior captivity. Never in her life had she been so miserable as the girl was then in those hours, forced to trudge and trek through the endless white bullshit the forest offered without a soul in sight. It didn’t surprise the blonde as fatigue began taking over, so with each forced step forward, she was promising herself an end would eventually be found. No matter how long it took her to get there, Kade would find home again. She would be with him again…
But the body is a fickle thing at times. It seemed frighteningly simple how quick her knees were to buckle out of nowhere, leaving the youth to fall face forward into the hardened snow with little more than a stifled thump. Cheeks burning due to the frigid waste, her lids began closing involuntarily, all while her raspy voice pushed its way from unwilling lungs. “G-get up.” The phrase would be repeated several times, though less and less audible until she lost consciousness entirely, her lightly covered figure face planted in the middle of the forest. That was when she fell prey to whatever strange happenings this place happened to hold for her, which meant this was the moment Kade had truly let herself down. It wasn’t years ago when she had been strapped for cash and had made a few dangerous bargains, nor was it the past year when she refused to say goodbye to her dying mother. No, this was the one pivotal moment she would forever regret, because this was the moment Kade had thrown herself to the wolves, all because she couldn’t keep fucking walking.
Time passed normally in some regard, while simultaneously seeming to stop entirely for Kade. She wasn’t here or there, instead being shuttled to wherever while her mind happily dreamed away the passing hours. Just like the rest of the hunted, Kade Samson was brought to the small church on the outskirts of town without any clue as to where they truly were. Sure, she would tell it was a church from the moment her eyes opened, but the girl didn’t know anything else about the location, other than how fucking cold it happened to be. A torturous situation to find herself in, Kade slowly rose from a sprawled laying position to something of a drooping upright, with her hands shakily moving to graze over her general apparel. Same jeans and light hoodie with her usual fashion boots in tow, the youth seemed content that it all seemed intact. After all, whoever had brought her inside could easily have stolen her clothing as well. Small miracles.
Of course, just as the groggy girl had come to terms with her current environment, so too did the battered old hag near the front of the rag tag congregation make a bold statement. Maybe there had been an unmistakable eeriness to the comment, but Kade didn’t have the patience or the interest to deal with that sort of farfetched bullshit currently. “…And how would you know? You fucking from here?” Practically shouting the words as the older figure retreated deeper into the church, Kade took that as a true sign of soap box doomsday talk, which lightened her overall bitter mood. Rising to her usual above average height, she was all sorts of ragged looking in the dirty clothing she had been wearing for weeks? Months maybe? Time underground hadn’t done the nomad any good, deteriorating her usually modelesque appearance to one slightly more healthy than those images they showed you of holocaust victims.
Casting sunken oculars off through the crowd, there had to be someone worth speaking with on what was going on. Her usual quiet demeanor was kicking back in at this point, ceasing the words before they came as if she knew deep down it wasn’t a matter of asking. Eventually she’d be forced to find out. Steps were actual shuffles as the slender creature made a break for the door, slowly progressing from the pews towards the huge, open area of pathway covered in ancient carpeting. The whole establishment seemed deserted by the way the dust had settled, though it hadn’t gone through much wear and tear otherwise. As if the usual parishioners just ceased showing up, there wasn’t any moving boxes or drapery to cover unused furniture – just a bunch of scraggly survivors Kade knew nothing about, all grouped in an abandoned church to escape the cold.
The lack of heat in the building certainly didn’t get mistaken for warmth. It just wasn’t frigid and Kade could at least move her fingers while they remained firmly tucked in her hoodie pockets. Maybe she had stumbled upon some sort of strange cult and this was their way of roping in members? Maybe these were her captors from before and these people were also victims? Maybe she had been abducted by aliens? A frown found itself over her neat, angular features as it all became apparent that she was being stupid. After all, more than likely there was a simple answer to all of this and all she really needed to do was ask. Having made it to the door of the church, she tried to pry the massive entranceway open, but seemed unable to do so for the time being. Blaming her overall fatigue, the girl didn’t bother to pretend she was comfortable standing, instead pressing her back to the door frame so she could slide down it easily to the ground. It almost felt like she was guarding their freedom, or stealing it, depending on what the deal was.
<font color="1979e6]“Does this place have heat?”[/font] Kade eventually asked to no one in particular while her slim figure shivered… And to think, she had once been his favorite. <font color="1979e6]“Anyone bother to check?”[/font][/spoiler]
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I tried running from the memory and the mourning.
I tried running from the memory and the mourning.