Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-35898511-20190810050625/@comment-36855838-20190811170643

The girl is limping slightly, the bat, on closer inspection a metal club, drags lazily behind her.

Her posture is slouched, and the lower half of her chocolate face is covered by a red bandanna, tied into a makeshift mask.

As for her clothes, she wears a crisp black button-up shirt, though her bosom seems to be straining it slightly.

Her pants and socks are black as well, while her skirt and shoes are a very dark blue.

Creeping after her, I see that her limp is growing more pronounced, unyil she finally collapses to the forest floor.

I hurry to her side, and after making sure she's still breathing, heave her onto my back.

"Hang in there, I'll find you a better place to rest."

it's then that I feel the wetness on my neck.

"Are you licking me?"

She groans, and then coughs, the wet spot grows.

I pick up the pace, the metallic stench making it clear, the bandanna is not naturally red.

About fifteen minutes later, we reach camp.

I set her down on the nearest sleeping bag, and cut the bandanna off with the nearest knife.

Her mouth is surprisingly uninjured, but then she coughs again, and finally, she jumps awake!

"I need to-"

"Bleugh!"

She leans to the side, and vomits blood all over the ground, flooding the tent.

"Are you alright?!"

Cough-"Yeah, I just, I just-"

"Bleugh!"

"I couldn't find any real nourishment, so I had to eat porcupines and squirrels and, and foxes and wolves!"

It's only now that I notice her sharp, pointy canines.

"But now, now I have a proper dinner. You!"

She lunges!