The first thing Danielle hears, as she comes to consciousness, is the cacophony of screaming, gunfire, and heavy objects slamming into the makeshift barricade she was dragged behind.
Confused and disoriented, Danielle opens her eyes.
Big mistake.
Pain flares through every bone and muscle with each breath she takes.
A pair of hands grasp her shoulder to keep her from flailing.
Hey, hey there, Danny Bear.
I know it hurts right now, but you're gonna be alright.
Just stay still a little longer.
Spencer's working as fast as he can.
From the corner of her eye, Danielle sees Spencer shuffling through a stack of papers, blood and sweat dripping down his forehead.
Frustrated, he drops the stack of papers to the side, snatches up an old, dusty leather-bound journal, and furiously flips through it.
A sudden burst of screams and the sounds of shattering glass makes the migraine in Danielle's head flare hotter.
You and it fell from the top floor.
It took another few bites of you before we managed to kill it, but you pancaked yourself real good.
Magically knitting together an entire skeleton is a little more complicated than
healing a paper cut.
There's a loud thump as a robed person slams against the wall next to Danielle.
They let out a strangled cry before slumping across her legs.
Searing pain rushes up her legs, and Danielle reflexively tries to jerk away.
The movement sends another shockwave of roiling hot pain throughout her body.
More screams.
More gunshots.
A window breaks.
She later learns most of those screams were from herself.
She passes out.
The first thing Danielle hears, as she comes to consciousness, is the cacophony of screaming, gunfire, and heavy objects slamming into the makeshift barricade she was dragged behind.
Confused and disoriented, Danielle opens her eyes.
Big mistake.
Pain flares through every bone and muscle with each breath she takes.
A pair of hands grasp her shoulder to keep her from flailing.
Hey, hey there, Danny Bear.
I know it hurts right now, but you're gonna be alright.
Just stay still a little longer.
Spencer's working as fast as he can.
From the corner of her eye, Danielle sees Spencer shuffling through a stack of papers, blood and sweat dripping down his forehead.
Frustrated, he drops the stack of papers to the side, snatches up an old, dusty leather-bound journal, and furiously flips through it.
A sudden burst of screams and the sounds of shattering glass makes the migraine in Danielle's head flare hotter.
You and it fell from the top floor.
It took another few bites of you before we managed to kill it, but you pancaked yourself real good.
Magically knitting together an entire skeleton is a little more complicated than
healing a paper cut.
There's a loud thump as a robed person slams against the wall next to Danielle.
They let out a strangled cry before slumping across her legs.
Searing pain rushes up her legs, and Danielle reflexively tries to jerk away.
The movement sends another shockwave of roiling hot pain throughout her body.
More screams.
More gunshots.
A window breaks.
She later learns most of those screams were from herself.
She passes out.
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