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    authorkay posted an update in the group RP Level 0: The Clearing 4 years, 5 months ago

    Elements by @authorkay (Kay)
    Chapter Twelve: Trapped

    POV: Katniss
    I woke by a violent shake. I stirred, and felt a sharp pain in my side. I went stiff, not willing to move for that pain. I opened my eyes. Jake was hunched over me, Lance, Nix, and Dylan behind him. They all sighed with relief, and Jake asked, “Are you okay?” I nodded, and tried to sit up. My wrist gave off a sickening crack, and I moaned. He was about to prop me up against the wall, but I held up my good hand to stop him. He did it anyway. I cradled my broken hand, and asked, “Where are we?”
    Nix answered this question as she tore a peice of fabric from her black cloak. “We’re in the Dungeon. After your aunt became Dean, she got rid of the Doom Room, and replaced it with the Dungeon, so whoever did something wrong had to sleep in here without a bed or dinner, in the freezing cold, on a hard stone floor. If their bad enough, she’ll starve them for a week, and still keep them in here, even during classes. After their out, they have to review everything they missed, do all the missed homework, and still do the homework for the day they got out. From wha it looks like, we’re in Cellar 4. I’m down here a lot.”
    I nodded again, and she handed me the cloth she ripped from her cloak. I wrapped it around my broken hand, and folded it with my teeth and good hand. Once it was done, I tried to summon fire so I could see, but I only managed a flicker.
    Before it went out, I glimpsed an iron door, iron bars replacing the stone brick wall that the door was in, and a message written in red ink, that trailed towards me from the wall. But it wasn’t from the wall to me. It was from me to the wall. I looked down at the sharp pain in my side, and tried one more flicker. Before it burnt out, I saw the wound in my side. It was a large ****, from the side of my mid-stomach to my upper hip. I gasped, and tried a few more fire-lights. I slowly read the message, and over time, it became clear. NOBODY’S SAFE. Written in my own blood.
    I growled, and gently turned to Nix and the guys. “I’m the only injured one here, considering that you were brought here via turning into ice sculptures. Can any of YOU use your Talents?” They all shook their heads sadly, and lifted their sleeves. On all of their left wrists were leather cuffs. It sparkled a purple tint. It was enchanted. I sighed. “We’re trapped.”

        fairytaleendings replied 4 years, 5 months ago

        Cool, very interesting.

        fsa161 replied 4 years, 5 months ago

        Cool, love it!

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