[ @jupitergeorge ]
Cordelia didn’t know if there was anyone behind her anymore, if anyone or anything was chasing her or not, she just kept putting one foot after another, kept going, going, going, because if she stopped, he might reach her and that was-- it couldn’t happen. It just couldn’t. But she was also too afraid to look back and actually see if he was behind her.
Too afraid to look, too afraid to stop, to afraid to not stop, all at the same time.
But there was some light peeking out through ahead of herself and it kept her going - though she wasn’t fully certain how she kept putting one foot in front of the other, but she did it. On and on while the Labyrinth felt like it was trying to close its claws around her - but on that single front, what was new, really?
What really shook her out of her haze, though, was the buggy, swampy clearing she arrived to. At first it seemed like she just discovered yet another new side of the Labyrinth (Cordelia wasn’t sure she’s ever seen anything like this) and then the different vehicles and planes.
What was this place? Was she dazed and hallucinating now after being up who even know how long at this point? Or did she just fall on the trecks of the Labyrinth and now she was dream and she never noticed the transition? She was not sleepwalking, she was way too aware for that, but--
“What?” When her eyes fell onto a familiar figure and really, if she was just dreaming, that would explain it all. “Jupiter?” she breathed before her legs gave out and she dropped into the knee deep water.