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it follows you home

whumpuary prompt 07. lightheaded

She didn’t know how she’d gotten to the passage. Just that it was cold, wet, and not where she wanted to die. Gwyn's shoulder scraped against brick and grime as she stumbled further into the shadows. The world spun, and try as she might she couldn't blink it into stillness. Her eyes darted from brick to brick, to the shallow stream of water under her boots. It darkened as she trudged on, a mix of disturbed mud and blood. --Her blood. She could feel it soaking her shirt, gluing the fabric to her skin. And all at once, reality struck her like an arrow through the chest: Darach was here. He'd found her--stabbed her. It was bad. Even with her hand gripping the wound in her side, every step drove her heart to pump more blood between her fingers as though the muscle, itself, were conspiring against her.

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characters: ocs gwyn & ash, don, mikey, raph, splinter rating: t content warnings: mentions of blood & injury word count: 2262 relevant tags: blood & injury, guilt, foreshadowing

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