Arisa wasn’t sure how long they sat there, clinging to each other in the pantry, waiting with the dead man’s cudgel, but she was sure it was an hour.  It felt like days.  Finally they heard footsteps and a voice they both knew.

“Little? Ari? Oh for God sake what…”  Arisa could hear him rush into the room.  He opened the pantry door and there he ( Read more... )

( Arisa's pov )