Angel groaned, rubbing at her neck and hissing as most of her body jolted in pain from the simple action alone.
Then, Angel realized that she’d just woken up on the floor of somewhere unfamiliar. Everything hurt. Slowly, the girl shifted her weight, rolling herself onto her side so she could see somewhat more clearly where she was. She couldn’t tell still, however. Everything was so dark.
Her head was pounding, only making the thoughts rapidly crawling out more pronounced. How long had she been here? How long had she been? What caused her to pass out like she supposedly had?
Nevertheless, she didn’t have time to worry about those sort of things.
With excruciating difficulty, breathing ragged from the burning agony her muscles gave, she rolled onto her front and began to push herself up onto her knees.
Blinking away the tears brimming from the pain, Angel finally realized where she was. It was the Hall. How had she gotten here? She had no desire to be here at the moment. No reason to go and finish the story quite yet. Her gaze shifted to the place in the Hall she dreaded most.
Through the haze of pain, she wasn’t able to see anything there. Nobody was there at all. So what had happened?
Hissing, Angel braced against a nearby pillar to stand herself up proper. She’d have to get herself back to the safe Hub before she could think about that sort of--
...The doors didn’t appear. The human stared at the place where she was willing the doors into existence, though they didn’t come. What was going on? She wasn’t sure. Nor did she have the time to think about it here. Even without the skeleton here, this was in the capital of the Underground. Where the castle was just a hop and a skip that way. She couldn’t stay here.
Slowly and quite painfully, Angel stumbled her way back out of the Hall, hissing in annoyance as she thought of where she’d need to go to hide out for now. She didn’t have anyone she could go to, did she?
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