Erybelle: Run back the way you came.
From Create Your Own Story
You tear across the grass, slipping and catching yourself several times. You can still hear the words roaring in your head though, echoing, haunting. You run into the grey abyss, searching blindly for the road back to where you came from. You let the fog clouds eat everything you left behind as you rush onto the street, nearly running into a carriage before dodging right. It feels like time flows in slow motion, never stopping but never going as fast you want it to either. Your legs move you fast across the stone, each time they touch the ground they scream for you to stop but your mind refuses. Your lungs burn as you inhale frigid air and you turn a sharp corner.
There, in the distance, you can begin to see something. Figures, black against the fuzzy sea of grey. It could just be customers or people crowding around the table like on any other bustling Sunday morning, but this particular Sunday morning you feel dread in your stomach that you can't shake away. Something gnaws at you and tells you that you're too late, but for what you aren't quite sure.
Very carefully you walk toward the Town Square with your back pressed against the wall. You see fire now, fire on sticks being raised into the air and loud howls.
"Maple!" you scream, surprised at your own voice, shocked at how fast you're suddenly moving even though your body sags with exhaustion. You approach the scene and witness a group of men grabbing at Maple, armed with rope and pitchforks and one man at the centre of all the chaos. The Priest with his bible in hand, reciting scriptures about witches and the purity of fire just like you'd heard earlier in the Church. They must've beaten you here.
But that's the last thing on your mind as you suddenly become a flurry of kicks and shrieks and mad jabs and punches. You dig your teeth into one mans bare flesh until he drops his rope and you kick another in the shin so he releases Maple. Everyone is against you as adrenaline surges through your veins and you tell Maple one thing. You shout it so loud there's no way she can't hear you.
"Run."
What will you decide to do now?
