CLOSED: to @paxbandersnatch for sub-plot 01 LOCATION: Under, just outside the Silver Veil Hotel door DATE & TIME: 8/28 @ 10:15am
one careless step leads to the next - following half-remembered signs, their own type of prophecy. he pulled you under, the warmth of a hand in yours, your guide - an easy treat for the Under though neither could’ve guessed it. who would blame a lost girl like you? flipped up to down, a life turned inside-out.
(how kind, the puppeteer allows his marionette to try out its own legs, to tug at its own strings for a little while.)
the sun is hidden behind doors, somewhere above - which she remembers, in passing - ascending, ascending until she is met with resistance, the door cemented shut. she reaches for the door, fingers grazing the rough surface, anyways - strange, isn’t it? - met with locked doors, unable to return to what she had once called home.
(somewhere the darkness laughs with its teeth)
“oh, what am i supposed to do?” she sighs, nearly a huff, hands coming to her face, teeth worrying into her bottom lip, tugging before breaking skin. “he only showed me this door, didn’t he?”
a distant shadow approaches, footsteps that come closer and closer until she rushes the few steps down to pluck at this stranger’s hands, grasping like a child at mother’s robes. voice excited and running away from her, as she looks up - a flutter of lashes and near-tears, “excuse me but can you help me? you see, i’m lost and i need to go Up.”
