<strong>Maggie Foss</strong><br/><strong>Location</strong>: Lost in the school<br/><strong>Tag</strong>: Open<br/><hr/>Mags winces at the sting on her ankle-- like she's twisted it in a thornbush-- a memory that seems a million miles away from this dark hallway, but one that has prepared her to tune out the pain, to scramble from the open hallway to a dark shadow and to hide, and steady herself, for whatever that...<i>thing</i>.  The linoleum of the floor feels oily and crackled by fire as she presses upon it, forcing herself to her feet in the darkness, and rises on unsteady legs.  She curses softly as she blinks as quickly as possible-- trying to force her eyes to adjust to the oily darkness.<br/><br/>Beckoned by the hollow breath of the wind, she manages a few steps forward, fighting to uncoil the knot of fear that twists in her stomach.  She stares into the black, unable to breathe for a moment-- though not because of the acrid air, just at the sheer horror of the nothing, the burned void of reality that has consumed her.<br/><br/>If she can, she will pick up a few small pieces of the rubble and, disbelieving, toss one ahead of her into the cavernous void beyond.<br/>At 2013-09-09 18:11:24, Mags (uid: 768) rolls: 1d100 Result: 69 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=49906)