the sound of an alarm ringing through her ears drowned out the pounding of her feet on the floor. the teen knew she had to hurry or the “subjects” will have left. a flurry of thoughts rushed through her mind at once ; what if she missed them ? how much time would be wasted convincing them she was on their side ? the teen knew that should she fail at escaping, she would surely be killed by wicked. labelled as a traitor, as a hinderence to their mission to find a cure. NO. she was going to make it.
hands held out in front of her slammed into the doors to the berg hanger, viridian iris’ darted through the room before they landed on another. ❝ wait ! ❞ lydia called, stumbling forwards a step before righting herself. she was unable to hide the panic from her face, the desperation to leave. ❝ take me with you. don’t leave me here. ❞