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Jessiqua · 07-18-2019, 03:05 PM

With hands and legs shaking so violently from shock, fear, grief, and doom, Archer tried to reach up and grab Lucy's hand. But he didn't want to open his eyes again. No, he couldn't look, didn't want to. No, he wouldn't. He'd seen it, but refused to look again. He felt the sense of doom as surely as if his heart would suddenly stop. Whimpers of utter fear escaped the 49-year-old man's mouth as he groped out blindly for Lucy, vaguely registering Carrie's fearful whispers.

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Originally Posted by The Narrator

It happens suddenly. Indistinguishable shapes reach out from the murky clouds and grab hold of your legs. Latching on tightly, they yanked hard. A shoe is torn off and discarded, but the shapes came back for more to yank on the leg proper this time with a determination pull you away from the group and into its depths....

But his hand didn't make contact with Lucy before he felt something latching onto his leg, yanking hard. Was this it then? In his fight to pull himself away, he felt his shoe pulling off, but it wasn't enough to stop whatever it was from taking a proper grasp on his leg.

Merlin no. Flashes of Gabby played through his mind, as he tried to muster every ounce of strength and courage to pull himself away from the latch. "Nooooooo," he roared in anger, kicking his legs furiously, his fingers clawing at the ground. "RUN! RUN BACK!" He shouted at the group. There were things here that meant harm, and he knew there was still a way out, at least for them. They had the rope, they had a way even if the mist dimmed their sight. "GO BACK!" He pleaded through a determined growl.

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Jessiqua Poltergeist Join Date: Jul 2011 Location: Gallifrey Posts: 38,050 x9	Sassenach \| RAVENPUFF \| Sing me a song of a lass that is gone \| bookDRAGON \| #awkwardturtle<# With hands and legs shaking so violently from shock, fear, grief, and doom, Archer tried to reach up and grab Lucy's hand. But he didn't want to open his eyes again. No, he couldn't look, didn't want to. No, he wouldn't. He'd seen it, but refused to look again. He felt the sense of doom as surely as if his heart would suddenly stop. Whimpers of utter fear escaped the 49-year-old man's mouth as he groped out blindly for Lucy, vaguely registering Carrie's fearful whispers. Quote: Originally Posted by The Narrator It happens suddenly. Indistinguishable shapes reach out from the murky clouds and grab hold of your legs. Latching on tightly, they yanked hard. A shoe is torn off and discarded, but the shapes came back for more to yank on the leg proper this time with a determination pull you away from the group and into its depths.... But his hand didn't make contact with Lucy before he felt something latching onto his leg, yanking hard. Was this it then? In his fight to pull himself away, he felt his shoe pulling off, but it wasn't enough to stop whatever it was from taking a proper grasp on his leg. Merlin no. Flashes of Gabby played through his mind, as he tried to muster every ounce of strength and courage to pull himself away from the latch. "Nooooooo," he roared in anger, kicking his legs furiously, his fingers clawing at the ground. "RUN! RUN BACK!" He shouted at the group. There were things here that meant harm, and he knew there was still a way out, at least for them. They had the rope, they had a way even if the mist dimmed their sight. "GO BACK!" He pleaded through a determined growl. __________________ EVASIVE \| RESTLESS \| MISUNDERSTOOD always on the move