Bone Fort wrote:Faint whispers filled the air as the dolls started to get up on their feet and approach Naomi, drawing their little weapons and blades and ropes and rags, some even had full sized knifes.
"Really? Well, I'd rather endure your attack than Swith's mocking me and calling me a pussy for not bringing back that damn blanket," she said, and tucked her legs under her, hovering above the floor before flash freezing it.
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"Thriller, Levi? How do you feel?" Swith asked, removing her hand from the matrix and standing between the two of them.




