#oof spinoff

[theninjamouse]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

It’s mere seconds after you leave the bathroom that a hand claps down on your shoulder and a shriek catches in your throat as you’re roughly pulled to the side. Your back hits against a wall and suddenly you find yourself caged in a heat that smells of smoke, earthen spice and charcoal.

“Let’s have a proper talk, shall we?”

[theninjamouse]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Another blast from a Blue nearly skims your leg, close enough to make goosebumps rise on your skin. Come on, come on, you’ve almost made it! You pump your legs faster, lungs burning in your chest like living flames.

There’s a wide gap between your building and the club. You don’t let yourself wonder if you can make it, only push yourself faster. There’s an open space right in front of the door, you’ve just got to jump, land and tumble and vanish into the crowd. Go, go, go!

You don’t slow as you approach the edge of the building and leap. There’s nothing but air below your feet and open space before you-

And then a monster opens the door and steps directly into your path.