wall_flower: (Wide eyed)
Marley Rose ([personal profile] wall_flower) wrote in [community profile] thefolder 2013-06-29 04:43 am (UTC)

[It wasn't like anything Marley had ever experienced before. Bright light almost felt warm and...comforting. Nothing at all like how Ed described it. She could feel a smile tug on her lips...

That was before the light flashed brighter than even a spotlight. Her arms flew up to cover her eyes, shielding them from the blinding light as best she can. After a few seconds, when she was sure that the light had subsided, she lowered her arms and blinked.

An inky blackness surrounded her. She rubbed her eyes and looked around her once more. Had she gone blind? No. No she wasn't blind. There was no way. No...she was absolutely sure she wasn't blind. But that just brought up another worry...

Where was Hawkmon? Donnie? Ed? Anyone, really!

She took in a deep breath. Calm down, Marley. They're fine. They have to be fine. Releasing the breath as a sigh, she lifted her head and took a few steps forward. She shivered. It felt as though there were bugs crawling all over her skin. One hand went up to scratch at her arm.

Marley stepped further into the darkness, still scratching her arm. She didn't know how much time had passed, but suddenly, that didn't matter. A SNAP echoed around her. She spun around and looked down at the rope tied around her waist. It was limp on her side.

It was broke.

The rope broke.

How the hell was she suppose to get out now?!

Did the others have the same problem?

Oh God...

Panic began to set in as she spun around and around, looking for someone...ANYONE!
]

Hawkmon! Ed! Donnie! Guys, where are you!?!?

[She took off running. She didn't know where she was going, but she didn't care. She had to find one of them! She HAD to!]

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