The Reaper's Word

The Dance

Clair lay curled up in the venting of the building. Well some of it was really the chutes that led all over the house. She'd found a large flat area in one space and had chosen that to pretty much call home. She guessed that this was more of a heating system for the house but the heat wasn't on. Besides who knew, the house was a maze and full of bizarre things. This felt safe and where she was going to stay. She wasn't going to share with no one.

She was staring at the metal wall in front of her. A dim light came up from somewhere below. She heard a woman scream and didn't even move or flinch. Five days had passed, five miserable and terrifying days. Time was starting to become irrelevant now, now it was just surviving and staying hidden.

She had a small stash of food here and a few blankets to lay on. She was slowly learning where the different chutes went to. It was hard to climb them at first, her muscles sore and hurting, but it was here or out there somewhere. At least here she could fall into a kind of sleep, the hell hounds couldn't get into the vents, and she kept to areas that were to small for Isaiah to possibly get in. Though she had a hard time believing that he would follow into the vents. who knew?

She'd seen a person torn apart in front of her they other day. Very nearly died herself, it was the small voice in her head that spoke to her. It said, Run Clair, run or die here. 

She didn't want to die here. When she was forced to leave her safe haven, she would look out the windows at the deceptive peace out there. Foolishly hoping for a savior to show, but nothing was out there but wilderness. She was sure the place was shrouded in magic to keep it hidden. Who knew the world held such things?

It had taken two days before she'd managed to fall asleep too. She didn't know who was left or how many, and she couldn't really find it to care. She'd come across Laura once in the kitchen and slapped her across the face before leaving.

She hadn't come across Isaiah again since that first night being here and she was doing her best to not come across him. She moved around during the day as Gregori had said, and it was true, the hell hounds weren't ever out then, rarely if they did show.

Clair was confused as to how they could just bring people here and not have been found out. They must be very good at doing this. She'd spoken to Gregori one more time before he'd been killed yesterday. He'd said that he and a few of his friends had come up here to party. They'd been promised a good time and plenty to drink along with women.

When they got here there were others as well. They weren't allowed in until they signed, two had refused and stayed back. He said that once they were inside they heard gun shots and all hell had broken out for them shortly after.

She came back to reality as she heard running somewhere below, and then a low growl. She just stayed where she was and closed her eyes. Silent tears came down, she didn't want to make a sound or draw attention to where she was. She fell asleep like that, her body tense and tears running down her face.

When she woke, the world was quiet around her and her muscles were stiff. She stretched and stayed right where she was, for the rest of the day. Moving every now and then when she felt cramped, and leaving only twice because she had to use the bathroom. Which was terrifying in itself, she however had found that one of the chutes led to a bathroom not far from her. Thank god for the small things.

She wasn't sure if the day had really past or not, but her food supply was low. She needed to use the bathroom again, she set down her drawing tools. The only thing that took her from this place. She drew to take up the time and to keep her sanity. She thought that she should look for a way out, but the thought of what would happen just stopped her. Her bravado from the first night was very nearly gone. She had just enough light in here from the tap light she had found, she hoped the batteries didn't die fast. However she needed to go out, food, and the bathroom called.