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The grass crunched under her feet, brittle with frost not yet thick enough to be visible unless you looked closely to see the sheen on each blade. Still it wasn't the silence she was craving, but instead an audible indicator of her presence. The silent curse to the Darkness that slid through her mind coincided with the heat in her face with a rush of annoyance at both the sound of her footsteps and the exhalation of breath she hadn't caught soon enough.
It wasn't like her to be so sloppy.
The sounds the man in the tunnel made seemed to leave him oblivious to those she'd allowed to escape, however. He was too lost in his panting thrusts and the almost inaudible whimpers of the girl under him. The child saw her standing there, but she gave no sign of it, her face scrunched in pain and her eyes dull over the man's large shoulder.
Surreal's right hand twitched and the familiar comfort of the stiletto settled there. It was fast. It was brutal. His screams echoed off the bricks, then died, choked off abruptly. The girl fell silent as well, not making even a sound when Surreal hauled the man off of her. Her eyes reflected nothing back but a shattered web, and Surreal knew she'd been too late.
It wasn't like her to be so sloppy.
The sounds the man in the tunnel made seemed to leave him oblivious to those she'd allowed to escape, however. He was too lost in his panting thrusts and the almost inaudible whimpers of the girl under him. The child saw her standing there, but she gave no sign of it, her face scrunched in pain and her eyes dull over the man's large shoulder.
Surreal's right hand twitched and the familiar comfort of the stiletto settled there. It was fast. It was brutal. His screams echoed off the bricks, then died, choked off abruptly. The girl fell silent as well, not making even a sound when Surreal hauled the man off of her. Her eyes reflected nothing back but a shattered web, and Surreal knew she'd been too late.