RIGHT BETWEEN THE EYES // rescue

[deimos]

The dark. The deep dark, the damn. Filled with the scent of death, fear, and blood, her paws shaking and her body weak. Her lungs hungered for more air, yet she almost always had enough of it. But what kept her the most sane, knowing that she wasn't terribly alone. In fact, Beck was.. gurgling non stop. Beck- her and Beck hadn't had quite super close before. Being stuck together, however, forced through grueling torture without repent?

That had forced them to be close. Sam had remembered the dark, the black, before she had been dragged out to watch Beck be torn apart, carnage in the river. It connected back to that Arena, it always did. Her eye being gone made it a little different, but the hundreds of people dying to eachother, her head being torn free by a Grey Man, being captured, with no rescue? They all felt the same.

Sam wondered if they would ever come for her. Her heart pumped slower and slower everyday. She was starving, thirsty, and bleeding still. Her wounds were more than infected, and her face was gaunt and her one eye dull. But sounds bounced like hallucinations in her head, and Beck was her focus from time to time. But that sound- the sounds he made, sounded.. too close to real. Sam's head slowly lifted towards the sound of Leroy.

Her voice came out raw, hoarse and soft- but it whispered through the caves none the less. Too much screaming and crying led to this demise. "Leroy? L-Leroy.. please.." Sam cried out, her ears flattening against her head. She dragged herself closer to Beck, trying to find him in the dark area.

"SPEECH"

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