Weightless.
Peaceful.
It was as if she was suspended in the air, held aloft by invisible strings.
Felt nice, actually. Better than… what was she doing before this?
Her eyebrows knit together as her feet touched down on the… ground, she assumed. Taking a few steps into the dark, Kasha’s brow continued to crease with thought, trying to at least grasp what happened… but it was hard to even think. Unnatural…
With each step, it grew gradually brighter, causing Kasha to squint at her surroundings. Old wooden hallway… looked vaguely familiar. Her breath steamed in front of her as she moved on with creaks underneath her feet, pulling her coat tighter around herself and held fast to her cane, tapping it in front of her as she glanced around every so often. Why did it seem the name of the place was on the tip of her tongue..?
Well, wherever the hell this is, she thought, I need to––
Her thoughts trailed off as Kasha looked down to see corpses… so many of them.
They were cast all over the place, especially the severed parts. Already, each of the corpse’s skins were tinged with blue, but that could mean virtually anything in this weather. Dark blood seeped into the very floorboards that had creaked underneath her earlier, staining it a dark crimson.
Kasha tilted her head and blinked as she knelt down next to one of the bodies, prodding it with her cane a couple of time. Strange. One would’ve thought that––
Wait.
Her stomach dropped as she looked at the mark on the body, taking in a sharp breath as her eyebrows twitched upwards. Kasha immediately shot up to her feet as she surveyed all the corpses once more, then down the hallway.
Maybe this time..!
BANG!
. . .
The loud noise jolted Kasha awake, making her hit her head hard against the back of a wall. Flashes of color entered her vision as the back of her head began to throb quietly, but surely. In fact, the right side of her face and left arm seemed to follow suit with the throbbing. Not only that, but everything seemed stiff, as if she had stood out wearing nothing but her undergarments for a good few minutes, although she was still wearing her warm gear.
Chills and shivers, she swore as she groaned. It’s as if…
But as Kasha tried to stretch out, she found herself… unable?
With a tug with her arms and legs, they seemed to be…
Tied up, Kasha finished, setting her arms down in her lap, leaning her head back on the wall. Or at least shackled. She looked closer at her bindings, a faint memory tickling the back of her mind about said bindings, but not enough to make ripples.
She squinted at her dark surroundings, and exhaled quietly as she recognized the back room from the bar from earlier, though darker than usual. Made her really have to squint, though there wasn’t anything too noteworthy… besides the other person tied up a stone’s toss away from her. Not anyone from earlier, from what she could tell.
But before she could hiss a whisper to the person, the sounds of footsteps pierced through the muffled air.
Swearing quietly, she hung her head limp, snapping her eyes shut as she allowed her body to release tension right as the creaking sound of a door opened.
Indistinct mumbles carried on the air, but was definitely too quiet for her to make sense of… either that or the sounds of the bar––or was that the ringing in her head?––was too loud.
Kasha breathed rhythmically as if she were asleep, yet thoughts upon thoughts flooded her mind, trying to piece together the picture supposedly in front of her.
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