snow storm//tokyo ghoul

floor 8

"we were still falling, but then we stopped."

♠

they stared at the painted red number eight. the light from the floor below them was shining from below. 

"we can get out, somehow squeeze through there." sasaki spoke. "i don't think i could do that." tatsumaki sighed. a single tear rolled down her cheek. "we need to get out, somehow." somi was beginning to freak out. her breaths were faster, she couldn't stand straight. 

arima noticed somi's shaky breathing, then looked towards fuyoko. "fuyoko, you might be able to fit through there,  you can get help. get us out of here." 

fuyoko quickly shook her head, "no please, i can't." the young girl was shaking. somi sat down next to tsukiji. "are you okay?" he asked. somi looked over, "i've been calm for too long, i think i'm going to break."

"oh no, don't break, not yet. from the situation, you seem like the glue. you need to be calm or else everyone else might freak out." tsukiji held her hand, rubbing circles with his thumb.

♠

"i think i heard someone's tummy grumble. but i didn't know, my ears were ringing so loud, i wasn't sure."