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Obscure Awakenings	By : Denfall Category: +A through F > Amnesia: The Dark Descent Views: 969 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Her heels clicked as she took a couple steps back, only stopping when she felt the hard stone wall against her back. The masonry groaned, the air becoming heavy before there was a brief moment where the area stood still and silent. The room shook violently in a sudden quake, a loud smashing sound causing her to jump and release a cry of terror. She was lost in her own horror before she was able to push forward off the wall and made a dash toward the doorway. Another burst of sound and she screamed, swinging around the door then slamming it shut behind her.
She leaned against the wooden surface, panting heavily before releasing a sob. The panic she'd felt made her heart race, the drone in her ears only louder until she heard her own weeping. Her hands clapped over her lips, muffing her sounds while her body sank to the floor in a heap of quivering muscle. The young woman forced herself to breathe, taking in deep breaths that hurt her chest as it expanded with the fill of cold, stale air.
She sat against the door for what felt like an hour, though only minutes had passed as she finally dropped her hands into her lap. The sweat that had beaded on her forehead trickled down the side of her face, tracing the curve of her cheek with the cool trail of liquid. Her eyes lifted, seeing the flight of steps ahead of her. The scent of cinnamon filled her senses; a calm smell that distracted from the previous event in the room behind her.
Carefully, the young woman lifted to her feet, moving her hands to gather her skirts and raise them so that she could step freely once more. The tapping of her heels against the hard floor offered the only comfort of noise as she moved down each step hesitantly, her arms still shaking from the room behind her. Then overwhelming aroma of spice started to dissipate, leaving her to stare aimlessly down the new hallway.
The walls were no longer empty, but were now decorated with hanging tapestries that had seen better days. Their ends were frayed, the moisture of the castle's stagnant air discoloring the once vibrant shades of green and silver in the fabric. Designs of Coat of Arms were still visible; the simple sword horizontally crossed behind a large shield caught her attention. She let her ruffled skirts fall free around her feet, a hand raising in hopes of dusting off the object to better recognize the tattered emblem.
The center of the shield was embroidered with an elaborate D, familiar to the woman as she stood still for a few moments longer in deep thought. Her hand smoothed over the soft, damp arras while she felt a small amount of peace creep into her mind. The air was warming, the tension that tightened her muscles started to ease until a crisp wind brushed over her body. Her crimson hair was tossed across her back, a moaning sound coming from down the hall.
The woman turned her head, eyes meeting the darkness of the hallway that seemed to stretch endlessly before her. The peace she had felt was replaced with a mix of curiosity and alert. She turned away from the wall, slowly stepping forward to follow the noise while her eyes attempted to ignore the doorways that taunted her. They were all closed, a silent prayer of thanks looping through her head for each wooden barrier that kept her peripheral vision safe. The sound met her ears once more, a heavy thud following in the metre of footsteps.
The hair on the back of her neck rose once more, her intuition causing her to turn toward the nearest door at her right and pull at the doorstep. Whatever was coming near growled, a dark noise that make her actions fumble. The postern was jammed, unforgiving in her attempts to break through it with a few kicks from the flat bottoms of her heels. She turned to the egress behind her, hand grappling the handle before she found it turning beneath her palm. She praised it briefly before throwing the door open, stepping through in time to hear the shrill cry of whatever had been coming her way. She slammed it shut, pressing her back to it as if to bar it against entry.
Her own breath caught in her throat, held as she hoped whatever was standing there would continue on it's way. A moment of silence gave her fleeting hope, but the door then violently shook against her. Whatever it was, it wanted in.
She shut her eyes tightly, whimpering as she felt the item shudder under the fierce effort of the being on the other side. The creature let out a guttural cry, the woman flinging herself forward as she spun around in hopes of finding something to hide beneath, behind, or...inside. A small closet leaned against the wall to her left, a door slightly ajar as if beckoning her inside.
The timber of the door splintered, a glance back toward it revealed two hardened claws scraping back through the breach they had created. She covered her mouth, muffling a high-pitched scream that escaped her before turning back toward the cupboard. She pulled the door open, stepping inside as it shook slightly beneath her weight, a brook brushing at her ankle as she tugged the hatch shut behind her. She huddled against the back wall, trying her best to suppress her quivering.
A loud crashing echoed in the room, her eyes closing as she knew whatever had been fighting for a way in had one. Heavy breathing entered the area, the only way she knew to describe it to herself was wheezing gasps as if the thing could not breathe properly. It growled, though somehow the sound led her to believe it was calming from its previous state of excitement; like an animal that had sated its need to release tension. The heavy steps neared the cabinet, her body rigid in apprehension until it started to move away. The steps grew fainter in sound, until she could no longer hear them echoing.
She remained stiff, hand covering her nose as she let out a soft breath before daring to release the hot hair from her lungs. It was almost painful to breath, a choked whine slipping between her fingers. Her hands lowered, carefully pushing at the door to nudge it open enough to let the dim light shine in on her face. The room was empty, the broken aperture lay on the floor broken into three pieces. The air was heavy with moisture, the scent of something rotten hanging in the air.
Quietly, the woman pushed the door open more to allow herself room to crawl out of her hiding place. As she came to her feet, she stayed still for a moment to listen for any further sounds of the creature being nearby. The silence blessed her, only the sound of her own breathing met her ears. She took a step toward the door, only to forget to re-brace the broom that had be her companion in the closet. The broom pushed the door open further to fall to the floor with a sharp bang, echoing its arrival on the floor through the corridors. She jumped, spinning around to stare at the object before looking back toward the entryway.
No sound of stirring was made evident to her and, after a long minute of consideration, she moved forward to exit the room. Her hand curled around the edge of the archway, torso leaning out to peer to the left of the passage before glancing to the right. She was greeted with a dark emptiness that once again seemed eternal.
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