[ Robin has no idea how long it's been since she and Max were separated. Hours? Days? She hasn't felt comfortable stopping to sleep, spurred on by the emptiness of her stomach and the uneasy feeling that even though the rooms and hallways she's walking through are completely empty, somehow she can't help but think she's not alone.
She keeps going, keeps walking, legs tired and aching but feeling too nervous to stop, like a weird mishmash of a shark that will die if it stops swimming, and a prey animal, startled by the slightest sound. She feels like an odd mix of predator and prey, having started to change into a new kind of monster, but without any of the murderous hunger she felt the last two times she stopped being human.
She's in a long hallway, with doors dotted along either side. At first, she tried opening every door she came across, hoping that one of them would lead out. But after a dozen or so doors, she's accepted that the better course of action is to see what's at the end of the hallway. Only... The hallway doesn't seem to have an end in sight. As she looks forward, it keeps going and going, curving subtly to the right in such a way that it vanishes from view before she sees where it leads. If she turns and looks behind her, the view is the same. She is only half sure she's still heading in the same direction she started in, when suddenly one of the doors behind her opens, and she whirls around at the sound, eyes wide, not sure what or who to expect. ]
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2023-08-20 14:40 (UTC)She keeps going, keeps walking, legs tired and aching but feeling too nervous to stop, like a weird mishmash of a shark that will die if it stops swimming, and a prey animal, startled by the slightest sound. She feels like an odd mix of predator and prey, having started to change into a new kind of monster, but without any of the murderous hunger she felt the last two times she stopped being human.
She's in a long hallway, with doors dotted along either side. At first, she tried opening every door she came across, hoping that one of them would lead out. But after a dozen or so doors, she's accepted that the better course of action is to see what's at the end of the hallway. Only... The hallway doesn't seem to have an end in sight. As she looks forward, it keeps going and going, curving subtly to the right in such a way that it vanishes from view before she sees where it leads. If she turns and looks behind her, the view is the same. She is only half sure she's still heading in the same direction she started in, when suddenly one of the doors behind her opens, and she whirls around at the sound, eyes wide, not sure what or who to expect. ]