Chapter Text
Usually, it was quite quiet during the night times in The Maw. Kids curled up in beds, guests snoozing, and workers all simultaneously resting in their respective rooms. Something was off out this particular day, though. A small girl that looked about the age of 12 shuffled into the bedroom of her sleeping peers, grunting softly under the weight of the heavy door that was supposed to keep little delinquents such as herself from entering. She was special, though, right? That's why she is our protagonist. And with every protagonist, comes an antagonist. Another door slides open, the light from the other room shining onto every crease and corner of whatever was near the opening. And in the doorway, was a large, long-armed creature.
Six breathes sharply, fists balling up and knees falling to a crouch as whatever that thing that had just entered feels around on the floor, bumping into objects, and ultimately, children's beds. Six quietly crawls under one of the beds he had just ran into, hands scraping against the wood. Hissing silently in pain , she examines her knuckles to find several splinters. Cussing internally, she pushes the discomfort aside and continues through the room.
The creature exits.
She lets out a deep, breathy sigh. This was fine. It was fine. Just as the yellow-coated girl was about to leave, the familiar sound of a candle wick being lit stopped her dead in her tracks. Six's mind raced with thoughts, hadn't that thing left? And even if it didn't, it seemed almost too blind to have used a candle correctly. Breath going cold and muscles tensing, Six looks over her shoulder to see a pair of golden eyes staring back. And they were full of fear. In terror, the girl lets out a yelp that was quickly cut short by a hand that was slapped over it. There, standing, was another person. Mid-length, brownish curly hair being her most noticeable feature. She was holding the golden-eyed one in a tight embrace with one hand pressed tightly over her mouth, muffling her cries. Six's eyes were
wide themselves. She slowly presses a finger to her lips, in a shushing manner.
Who were these people? More importantly- Why was Six sticking around to find out? Feet slowly tracing backward, their ruckus had finally alerted the monstrous worker, who finally burst in with a loud cry. Heart beginning to race and palms starting to sweat, Six heard someone shouting something she'd soon come to wish hadn't been said at all.
"Run!" the voice boomed. Within a second, there were 2 people on her tail. Whatever was behind them croaked in disdain, Its footsteps following after the lot of them in suit. Six breathes harshly, her underneck burning with sensation and her blood rushing with adrenaline. Hopping up onto a grate, she climbs faster than she ever had in her life. Continuing, she gets a glace behind herself, unpleasantly finding that the two others were still following after her.
Nothing about this seemed like a good idea. She had to make a choice; either make a run for it, or get lost in the fray. But today was not the day she'd get caught- nor tomorrow or the next. Making a leap for the shelf, she dashes for the following and into the vent. Whatever was following them could do so no longer, and that relieved her. One thing she DID need to worry about, though, was the fact she now had 2 more companions to join her on her journey. Lovely.