Role

Chapter 6

The acidic taste left behind from her jackal still plagues her mouth as she
reverts back to her mutilated form. She stands within a great forest hiding
in the trees that she has been become so accustomed to, but stops in her
tracks. Her heart begins to feel faint and beats softer and softer as she
lowers herself to one knee with a sense of urgency springing up within her.

The world seems to completely freeze and suspend itself in this one moment of
time. The woodland stands out more than it ever has... every broken twig,
rush of wind, and rustling of leaves louder than it ever has been. Then the
forest seems to bear down on her as her heart begins to beat faster and
faster. Feeling more than unnatural she looks at her deformed arms and sees
her veins starting to change colors. Morphing from their normal blueish tint,
they begin to glow a bright green, as if a light courses her veins now
instead of her lifeblood.

Falling forward she cries out in fright as she feels like she is leaving her
body. Fearing that death is overcoming her she begins shaking her head back
and forth wildly, but to no avail... everything starts to become darker and
darker, quieter and quieter. Then.. a giant rushing wind seems to rush over
the petrified skin of her miniature body as she falls over unconscious.