Sometimes, precognition just gives you enough time to turn and run.
Victor tears down the hallway at terror-driven top speed, not even daring to look back over his shoulder at the horrible fleshy thing chasing him. It pull itself along after him, ropy limbs stretching out to grasp wetly at the floor just at his heels, crooning invitingly, almost welcomingly.
It wants him. Oh, how it wants him. It wants him the way the world wants him back on the ice, beseeching, demanding that he stop wasting time and just come back. Come baaaaaaaack, where it knows he belongs...
It catches him around the ankle, pulling it out from under him, and he shrieks as he falls to the floor.
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Victor tears down the hallway at terror-driven top speed, not even daring to look back over his shoulder at the horrible fleshy thing chasing him. It pull itself along after him, ropy limbs stretching out to grasp wetly at the floor just at his heels, crooning invitingly, almost welcomingly.
It wants him. Oh, how it wants him. It wants him the way the world wants him back on the ice, beseeching, demanding that he stop wasting time and just come back. Come baaaaaaaack, where it knows he belongs...
It catches him around the ankle, pulling it out from under him, and he shrieks as he falls to the floor.