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Palette pt 3by *purplekecleon

Fan Art / Digital Art / Painting & Airbrushing / Games

She heard the window in her paint thinner and oil paint storage room shatter, and loudly. Whatever broke it evidently wasn’t concerned at all with subtlety now and obviously wanted a confrontation, and that she could handle. Running out of the living room and towards the storage room’s locked door, she pressed her ear close against the adjacent wall. Nothing. She was able to hear the faint sound of wind now blowing through the broken window, but sounds of an intruder she did not. Seeing as she wasn’t about to unlock the door to make sure, she started back down the hallway towards her bedroom this time.
Another window broke, and this time it was the one in the living room. She realized now that the first window was a distraction -- whatever was creeping around her house knew that there was a lockable door in the storage room.. and no door at all in the living room. A sense of dread crept up into her again as she ran into her open bedroom, closing the door behind her. There was no lock on this door, so a barricade was in order. She moved her bed frame as quickly as she could to the door, which admittedly wasn’t very fast, as it was made from solid oak.

As the bed frame approached the door, she saw the handle slowly turn. Adrenaline surged through her again as she made the final shove, slamming the almost open door closed, hopefully for good. She would be safe here now until morning, at which point she would be able to climb out the window in her bedroom and sneak around the house to see just what in the world was causing this.

The window.

In her bedroom? She never had a window in her bedroom, yet there one was. Fairly large and cracked slightly open, it offered a clear look of the world outside, but not the world she was familiar with. This view was something dark. A forest, maybe. Something was out there amidst the sickly, twisted trees, watching her with malicious intent. She had to escape this room, and quickly. Glancing back towards her door, she saw the handle had stopped moving. Whatever was stalking her knew it could no longer gain access from this avenue. She couldn’t leave from that avenue, either. The bed frame was far too heavy to move quickly, and the sound it would have made would alert anything in the house to her plan.

“Won’t you come out, my dear Palette? We need you to disappear for us.”

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Third excerpt of

's story about Palette's night after Kyurem arrived in the village.

love 2 2

joy 1 1

wow 1 1

~~mad 0 0~~

~~sad 0 0~~

fear 2 2

~~neutral 0 0~~

~TheInvertedTower Jan 31, 2013

Well, obviously we have a RAPIST in Creeping Forest.
He’s climbin’ in your windows, he’s snatchin’ your people up, tryin’ to rape ‘em. So y’all need to hide your kids, hide your wife, and hide your husband cause he’s rapin’ everybody out there.”