The missing sisters
Her heart beater more then once. She was trying to run and catch her breath at the same time as her legs could carry her. The more the red head ran the more air she had to take in to her lungs to calm herself but in a situation like this? There would be a 50 percent chance of survival, she came to an alerted stop by tripping landing face first into the dark soil that left a soft cold feeling on her face. The spider splicer slowly approached her snarling lowly, letting his sharp iron hooks dig into thick dirt below his own feet he was indeed horribly deformed and mentally insane he did not —-and never will look human not ever. Thorn quickly picked herself up grabbing her bow and arrow aiming it straight at the deformed man while backing away slowly trying her best to be strong. “Stay Back! I’m warnin’ you!” She warned sharply not afraid to kill not even afraid to...Die.