Staying still was one of the hardest things I’d ever had to do, and I had done some hard things before.
She’d rather like to skitter around.
*puts on sunglasses* YEEEEAHHH
Knowing that he might leap for someone and end their life any moment, it had me on edge. Every second I could buy here counted because every second I didn’t have to fight him was crucial.
Yeah, playing dead has really helped out by giving her time to make a plan and start executing it while not having to constantly avoid Mannequin’s attacks at the same time. Now she just needs to stay “dead” for long enough to properly execute whatever her plan actually is.
“Mommy,” the word was drawn out. Had to have come from someone young. A toddler? “I don’t want to be here!”
I don’t think anyone does. Well, except Mannequin, maybe.
The rhythm of steel rasping against steel ceased. Mannequin went still.
Shit. So much for my reprieve.
Welp. Here we go. I guess Skitter is going to have to distract him from the child by rising from the grave.