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━━ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍! ❪ are you a friend, or a foe? ❫
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( warning: major gore scenes in this chapter, specifically descriptions of the immediate impact of breaking bones and a neck being snapped; please be careful. you have been warned )
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⋆ 𝗔𝗕𝗕𝗬 𝗗𝗜𝗗𝗡'𝗧 𝗞𝗡𝗢𝗪 what to do. Her eyes welled up with tears as she crawled over towards the lifeless body of Claira. Her hands impacted the ground, ignoring that she was crawling onto her friend's blood, staining her hands and the helm of her dress. The wolves had already run away, leaving a trail of Claira's blood into the forests outside the Manor, where no one could reach. Abby placed her hands over her mouth, choking back her sobs as she shut her eyes tight, wishing to unsee the corpse of Claira. She kept her eyes closed, hoping that it would disappear and that Claira would shake her awake, saying that it was just a nightmare and that she was okay, but when she opened her eyes again, Abby saw the same fate.
"You never deserved this. I'm so sorry," Abby whispered as she whispered, barely audible for the world to hear. She had thought that she could survive the attack, but that was only false hope, as her eyes glanced to the torn━opened stomach, her organs barely left behind by the beasts. Abby's hands tremored as she breathed a shaking inhale, trying to calm herself. Being here in this cursed place taught her to lose hope and faith in so many things, and now all there is left, skin and bone, just walking into false hope and the pits of lies that remained at the bottom of her heart.
