Night 47: Chapel

Feb 17, 2010 00:37

[From here.]

The Scarecrow skidded into the room behind Abe, thankful he was in the company of a professional for this sort of situation. Once through the open doors, he turned and immediately set to work on closing them, trying to put at least one wall between them and whatever was lurking in the hallway. They clanged shut and the strawman leaned on them, trying to settle his racing mind. What was that out there? And would those who were fighting it be okay? He didn't like to think of what could happen to them, especially if that had been some relative of the Mangled Witch lurking in the hall.

Oh, his sensations were definitely in working order at the moment- he could feel that thudding of his heart in his chest as he tried to catch his breath, his legs jittering as they threatened to give way beneath him. It took a moment to force himself to relax his body. The human form reacted so strangely in duress- it was a wonder it could handle itself at all.

"That went well," he said with an optimistic smile to Abe. "I thought it'd catch us for sure!"

erika, xemnas, the scarecrow

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