A low hum carries a tune. Something sweet yet eerie to the tone behind it. It's luring yet not pushy as it grows ever closer.
Before you know it, the tune cuts off. Only to be replaced by words from right behind you.
"Привет, малыш." (Hello little one.)
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Sable hears that familiar tune come closer and closer, her back pushing harder and harder against the wall; as if she pushed hard enough, she would be absorbed and unseen.
Unfortunately, that doesn't work and the terrifying bunny-masked woman is before her. There is no reason to run, there is no where to go... Sable puts her hands up in the air.
❝ Just... ❞ Sable eyes the flashlight in her hand - she could flash her in the eyes, blinding her briefly... but she knew she would be pissed when she hunted her back down.
Sable places the flashlight on the ground, pointing to it. ❝ See? All yours. ❞
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