Yeah, we’re abandoning the whole thing...yes we spellchecked that word #032

They refuse to die, those 2 confident, brave little girls. Short, strong legs push mightily forward, blood oozing from their new wounds, shoulder to shoulder they slid their wounded bodies forward across the floor into the darkness, towards their terror, their hot breath pumping out and into the slick and oily blankness before them. As they push forward, ignoring their fragile, mortal bodies, they know this will not be a fight of physicality, this will go deeper than that and so they continue to push and slide and waste themselves on the effort, ever confidentially forward.