Fright Night [Open]
Oct 3, 2014 12:43:02 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Oct 3, 2014 12:43:02 GMT -5
London, England31st October 2014It wasn't that 8-Ball was unaware of Halloween, it had been a holiday back home after all, it was just that she was unaware that it was Halloween. The girl had been lurking under the bridge with a group of homeless individuals for the last few days trying to gather intel on a mysterious artefact that they had found whilst picking food from bins. With the information gathered, a rough sketch drawn and hotdogs shared all around, 8-Ball had abruptly left but her days under the bridge had left her with no sense of time and no idea what day it even was.The girl gathered her trench coat around her , sticking the hands in her pockets and pulling her baseball cap down further over her face to avoid the harsh glare of the street lights as the natural light faded. She kept to the shadows out of habit, wrinkling her nose at the stench coming off of her trench coat. Once upon a time she had been used to it, London was turning her soft!A groan cut out from the shadows behind her, senses going automatically into hyperdrive and mind working out possibilities. Was that what she thought it was? The groan came again, more of them in a crescendo. Her breathing increased and her hand went to the crowbar at her hip, gripping it ready to take a swipe at the first zombie that came at her. 8-Ball glanced around the alleyway and grit her teeth at the advancing zombies, swearing out loud at another one advanced from the other direction. To them, it was just a game. To 8-Ball, it was survival. She whirled around in a circle, more appearing from the other end of the alleyway and shuffling slowly towards her."Goddamnit."She spat vehemently, holding the crowbar aloft and preparing to attack.