[ the crowd running away, the distance that comes between him and this dream? nightmare? he isn't sure, but he can feel something in him grow with anger and hatred, the look in his eyes is far from the gentle gaze that he normally gives her. his eyes doesn't look in her direction, rather at those that come close to him.
they speak that if he continues, his count will drop to zero, and once it drops then they won't have to deal with him anymore. however, his number flips between three and four, as though there's something in the entire crowd that's masochistic enough to enjoy what's happening at the moment. to shadow, it means nothing when someone comes in his way to stand between him and the running crowd.
another snarl, wrinkles come towards his nose and brows furrow in agitation as the blade in his hand quickly swipes at the individual, cutting them half, and the upper part of their body slides down until it thumps onto the ground lifelessly. the hedgehog almost seems to be on a rampage, the irritation building inside of him as he looks around in search of the young girl he saw before.
she's finally outside his sight, probably hidden between this large crowd.
blood covers the ground as the hedgehog takes a step forward, his eyes wide as he looks around in search. where.
where?
where?
he doesn't know where she's went, or if she was even real. could he have been seeing things, were these just those memories that taunt him?
that's when he zips through various aliens, pushing them out of the way with a desperate look that captures his expression. he's unable to search for anything else as each step against the ground leaves behind a trail of blood in his wake. ]
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they speak that if he continues, his count will drop to zero, and once it drops then they won't have to deal with him anymore. however, his number flips between three and four, as though there's something in the entire crowd that's masochistic enough to enjoy what's happening at the moment. to shadow, it means nothing when someone comes in his way to stand between him and the running crowd.
another snarl, wrinkles come towards his nose and brows furrow in agitation as the blade in his hand quickly swipes at the individual, cutting them half, and the upper part of their body slides down until it thumps onto the ground lifelessly. the hedgehog almost seems to be on a rampage, the irritation building inside of him as he looks around in search of the young girl he saw before.
she's finally outside his sight, probably hidden between this large crowd.
blood covers the ground as the hedgehog takes a step forward, his eyes wide as he looks around in search. where.
where?
where?
he doesn't know where she's went, or if she was even real. could he have been seeing things, were these just those memories that taunt him?
that's when he zips through various aliens, pushing them out of the way with a desperate look that captures his expression. he's unable to search for anything else as each step against the ground leaves behind a trail of blood in his wake. ]