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Post by Danielle on Oct 23, 2013 6:18:46 GMT -5
Kumori turned to face where the sound had come from. "H-h..hello..?" she called out, much more hesitant than Randy after seeing some of the creepy stuff that happened here. "Randy, we should move. Now."
Amei nodded, trembling in fear. She stayed silent, watching the spot.
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Post by soulknight18 on Oct 30, 2013 2:49:16 GMT -5
Randy, nodding in a agreement to acknowledge her suggestion, still had his eyes locked at the end of the corridor, where he continued to hear the sound of a distant footstep...though the flashlight could not spot anything within the darkness the footsteps continued to linger, slowly growing in volume as if someone was coming closer. Randy wated to move on, take the girls somewhere else, but his legs refused to move an inch, as if he was ankle deep in concrete...then, the footseps finally stopped, they could tell because the pause between the steps was too long...perhaps they finally ceased...and then, when they were just about to press on, randy felt a warm, faint breeze brush over his face almost as if something was....breathing.
"RUN!!!" Randy screamed as he clentched both Kumori and Amei's hands as they all mad for a mad dash at the oppisite end of the hallway, not daring to look back.
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Post by Danielle on Oct 30, 2013 7:24:08 GMT -5
Amei screamed, frightened. She ran as fast as she could, but she was still having trouble keeping up with the two adults.
Quickly, Kumori pulled the young vampire into her arms without ever stopping moving, too scared of whatever was there to stop. As she ran, she started to pull ahead of Randy because she was fast. But she continued to hold tight to Randy's hand, pulling him along behind her.
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Post by soulknight18 on Oct 30, 2013 12:00:09 GMT -5
When they finally ran out of breath, they gradually stopped near what appeared to be an old shower room, succumbing to rust and mold. When they realized that whatever followed them was no gone, they took a moment to relax and seek refuge within the cleansing room. Inside there was a small section of lockers and two small toliet stalls, though one of the doors had a hinge that was far too loose to stay still.
Between exhausted pants, Randy muttered with his hands on his knees, "So...are you two...okay?"
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Post by Danielle on Oct 30, 2013 15:57:23 GMT -5
"I.. I'm alright..." Kumori said, leaning against the lockers with Amei still in her hands.
Amei nodded and sniffled. She wasn't crying this time, but she was still shaking with fear. Suddenly, noticing the toilets, she realized something. "I gotta pee..." she said quietly.
Kumori nodded, surprised but glad that she hadn't already wet herself in fear. "Let's go see if the toilets are usable." she said. "Even if they don't flush, as long as they're clean enough."
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Post by soulknight18 on Oct 31, 2013 0:31:48 GMT -5
Randy, his pulse finally slowing down, glanced at the two girls and asked kumori, "So, are you going to use some privacy too? because, if so, I'll be standing just outside keeping watch..." After making that suggestion, he also promised to stay just at the door way, refusing to be exposed out in the hallway.
The inside of the stalls were a germaphop's nightmare. The crevices of the tiles were black with filth and the inner walls were stained with splotches of god knows what kind of fluids that once splattered across the wooden surface. The once white paint that coated the interior had now faded and peeled away, display a seen that seemed like a group of wild animals had clawed away at the three walls. The handles were rusted over, the bolts and screws corroded and loose, and the toilets...oh the toilets, it was like as though the original ones had been ripped from their foundations and were replaced with moldy, musky, reeking cauldrons. Inside the bowls were stained with slime marks and the shallow water that laid still was as murky as sewage. However, as vomiting inducing as it was, what other choice did they have, would they dare risk ventureing out for another bathroom only to find another collection of decreped flushers, or risk having Amei bust her bladder and make a mess?
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Post by Danielle on Oct 31, 2013 1:26:54 GMT -5
Amei sniffled. It was gross. Even the toilets at the whorehouse weren't this bad. But, still, she didn't have any other choice. She sat on the gross toilet and did her business, whimpering quietly as she felt it's grossness. She finished as quickly as she could and pulled her pants up, not even bothering to look for toilet paper because she could tell there wouldn't be any.
Kumori, who had been waiting just outside the stall, hugged her sister when she came out. "I know... I know, it's gross." she said softly. "But, it's done and at least you know you won't go in your pants. Right?"
Amei nodded. "Y..yea..." she agreed, making the slightest attempt at a smile.
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