❝ TICK TOCK GOES THE CLOCK
THE GIRL HE KNEW IS GONE
TICK TOCK GOES THE CLOCK
BUT SHE IS STILL A PAWN
TICK TOCK GOES THE CLOCK
WHO WILL BREAK HER WALL ?
TICK TOCK GOES THE CLOCK
BE CAREFUL FOR HER FALL ❞
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FIRE. THAT WAS all she could see. Every way she turned there was fire and destruction. Families, running for their lives and soldiers who are fighting for their safety.
She seemed to be standing in the middle of it all. She was clad in a fancy looking armor with her raven black hair flying behind her as she ran. She wasn't running for her own safety, though. No, she was running for someone else's safety.
In the corner of her eye she saw a family being cornered by that thing shaped like a pepper shaker. Without hesitation, she ran up to them. She jumped onto a pile of rubble and used it to go higher. In mid-air she did a somersault and landed right in front of the family. With a glare she reached to her back and out of nowhere a sword appeared. She cut off the glowing blue eyestalk and then cut the pepper shaker in half.
Quickly turning to the family, she shouted, "Go! Run!"
The family did just what she told them too and disappeared off into the distance. She heard a cry behind her and turned around to see a small child walking around the destruction.
Her chocolate brown eyes widen and she ran to the child as fast as she could. But before she was even close, an explosion went off and-
Quinn's dream was interrupted when something bumped against her head. She groaned and opened her eyes, only to be met with harsh daylight. After having adjusted to the light, she saw a dark red alien with multiple eyes glare at her while gesturing for her to get away. Quinn rolled her eyes before she got up the her feet as the alien vendor of the cart she had slept next to, shoved her away while rambling in an alien language.
And so she continued, like every other day she had done for the past month. Quinn rubbed her awaking eyes while she continued walking through the alien market. Around her walked all kinds of aliens, from every single color of the rainbow to multiple eyes, tongues, legs and/or arms. It had freaked out Quinn in the beginning but she had learned to live with it, being homeless on an alien planet asks that of you.
She sighed once she heard her stomach give a loud rumble. She hadn't eaten in two days. Her tawny brown eyes searched around the alien market place for any vendor that served food. Once her eyes locked onto a cart with several breads, she made her decision.
The Israelis woman grabbed a scarf from a wandering alien who was not paying attention, and wrapped it around her head to disguise herself. Then, she went to stand with her back to another alien's back who stood at the bread vendor and quickly snatched the bread before casually walking away. Quinn really thought she did it without getting noticed until-
