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7/2/2025, 7:32:19 PM
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Angelica ran. She’d felt slightly off all day, the vague and unnerving sense that something bad was about to happen building up over the course of the week.. Flashes of something in the corner of her vision, leaving her twitchy. Maria had noticed, spent ten minutes searching around online, and then offered her a massage, utterly confident that it would help because she’d read it online. Nevermind the fact that she had no skill at doing so.
…It had actually been fairly nice, but that was more about spending time with her sister than anything else. Maria was hilariously busy, and the only reason she wasn’t even more busy is because the principal had put his foot down when she’d ran for, and then gotten the votes needed to get every position on the student council. Specifically he’d flatly told her no, to pick a specific one, and then given the rest to the runner ups.
But that wasn’t relevant. Because it hadn’t actually helped her calm down at all. The thing was still there, still watching her. She’d heard snippets of birdsong, but they’d been… artificial. Repetitive. The exact same song every time. And then the monster had stepped out of the shadows, the song echoing from its mouth shaping itself into feathered musical notes that had flown through the air and embedded themselves into the wall. They’d almost hit her, but she’d run. She was still running.
Angelica would stop running when the song stopped, but it hadn’t so she kept moving, blind terror driving her forwards. She knew, deep in her gut, that if that thing caught her, it would kill her. She didn’t know what it was, some cross between a bird and a person. It might have wings, or just be wearing a feathered cloak. It might be wearing a bird mask, or maybe that was its face. She didn’t know and she didn’t care. She kept running.
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Angelica ran. She’d felt slightly off all day, the vague and unnerving sense that something bad was about to happen building up over the course of the week.. Flashes of something in the corner of her vision, leaving her twitchy. Maria had noticed, spent ten minutes searching around online, and then offered her a massage, utterly confident that it would help because she’d read it online. Nevermind the fact that she had no skill at doing so.
…It had actually been fairly nice, but that was more about spending time with her sister than anything else. Maria was hilariously busy, and the only reason she wasn’t even more busy is because the principal had put his foot down when she’d ran for, and then gotten the votes needed to get every position on the student council. Specifically he’d flatly told her no, to pick a specific one, and then given the rest to the runner ups.
But that wasn’t relevant. Because it hadn’t actually helped her calm down at all. The thing was still there, still watching her. She’d heard snippets of birdsong, but they’d been… artificial. Repetitive. The exact same song every time. And then the monster had stepped out of the shadows, the song echoing from its mouth shaping itself into feathered musical notes that had flown through the air and embedded themselves into the wall. They’d almost hit her, but she’d run. She was still running.
Angelica would stop running when the song stopped, but it hadn’t so she kept moving, blind terror driving her forwards. She knew, deep in her gut, that if that thing caught her, it would kill her. She didn’t know what it was, some cross between a bird and a person. It might have wings, or just be wearing a feathered cloak. It might be wearing a bird mask, or maybe that was its face. She didn’t know and she didn’t care. She kept running.
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