They step out of the cubicle and Harrow locks it behind her, inserting a tiny shard of bone into the keyhole that expands on the other side into a ward that will hold the door against a horde. Then she stalks down the hallways to room 99.
Still moving with determination and fervor, she heads for the closet, unzipping and tossing aside the hoodie; revealing the parchment-pale skin of her back and the knobs of her spine like a ladder from coccyx to the base of her skull. She doesn't look back at Gideon at all.
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Date: 2020-10-16 07:55 pm (UTC)It's happening. At last, it's finally happening.
They step out of the cubicle and Harrow locks it behind her, inserting a tiny shard of bone into the keyhole that expands on the other side into a ward that will hold the door against a horde. Then she stalks down the hallways to room 99.
Still moving with determination and fervor, she heads for the closet, unzipping and tossing aside the hoodie; revealing the parchment-pale skin of her back and the knobs of her spine like a ladder from coccyx to the base of her skull. She doesn't look back at Gideon at all.