Sep 6, 2018
—@milanwees
Eleanor heard the slightest click mere miliseconds before everything went dark then screams were belted out, glass shattered into a millions of pieces, and wood splintered across the room. She woke up against one of the bars, pushing herself up to examine the wreckage. Only she stopped almost immediately at sharp pain coming from her hand, lifting to see a piece of something had gashed the side of it. “Is anyone in here?” She called out while searching for something to put on her hand, realizing almost instantly she wasn’t healing like normal.