Nᴇʀᴠᴇ-Rᴀᴄᴋɪɴɢ
Megumi had found herself unable to sleep, tossing and turning upon the bed that had been assigned to her. She glanced over at the two who were sharing the room; they were fast asleep. Slowly removing her blankets, she carefully lifted herself off the bed, not wanting to wake the others. After letting out a small yawn, she was shocked by a sudden thump. A loud one, but not loud enough to wake her roommates up.
Startled by the sudden noise, she quickly tiptoed towards the door, opening it. Was this a wise choice? Probably not. She was terrified of ghosts. Stepping out of the door she bumped into something. As she looked up and saw a girls figure, she fell backwards. Surely it’s a ghoul or ghost of some kind. Was this how she would die?
Emma herself found trouble sleeping in the bed that was given to her. This place seemed to mysterious, and she didn’t even know how to explain what was happening, or where to start investigating. Her mind was everywhere. Why was she here? Why couldn’t she use most of her powers? What exactly was this place’s purpose? She sat up and sighed, rubbed her eyes and stood up. Hearing a loud thump, her heroine instincts were revived. The girl left her room, not wanting to wake the stranger she was assigned as a roommate, she tried to walk quietly as possible.
The hall was dark. Her eyes could see nothing but the blackness that the night gave. Emma heard a door open and immediately ran to it, not realizing that she would be bumping into someone else trying to find the source of the noise.
Emma ran with such a force she knocked the stranger down, and she fell back as well. As soon as she fell, Emma stood back up, and reached her hand out. “Hey, are you alright?” She questioned, in a soft voice, trying to be as quiet as possible.