Her thoughts were clear. There was no more futile rage, no more futile pleas. Instead, she would become as cunning as those who had managed to ensnare her. To achieve this, she needed allies, and she needed to unravel the mysteries of Redwood. As she navigated the hallways, she realized that gaining
Lily nods and then looks here and there before adding in a whisper, "Be careful in there. Some of the books are... interesting."Marisol couldn't contain her curiosity as they stepped into the library, surrounded by the rich scent of aged books and the whispers of knowledge. She turns to Lily, her e
Marisol is jolted back to reality by the feel of a warm sticky liquid splashed directly onto her face, causing her to wake up with a loud gasp and sit up abruptly, but instead of her room, she finds herself out in the open, on a desolate land, adding to her shock.Her features are immediately pulled
Paralyzed by terror, Marisol tries to scream, but her voice betrays her. The creature's approach was relentless, closing the distance with a menacing determination. As it drew nearer, so did the distorted features of its nightmarish visage grew clearer, etching an indelible horror into her conscious
The moment seemed ripe for release, and with a trained swiftness, Marisol's body contorted into a blur of fur, embodying the untamed spirit of her wolf. The ground beneath her paws blurs as she sprints wildly, each leap pushing her closer to a semblance of freedom. Yet, even in the wild abandon of h
In the dead of the night, Marisol finds herself wandering through an unfamiliar wing of the packhouse, the corridors dimly lit and lined with old, dusty decorations hanging on the walls. Dust danced in the air, casting eerie shadows on the worn-out walls. The atmosphere was different from the pristi
She pads to the window, gazing out with a forlorn look as she ponders venturing out for a run. It would help clear her mind and there was nothing she craved more than that at the moment, but Caleb's warning chose that exact time to echo in her head, the adamancy of his words compelling her to recons
Marisol bites back a smile, internally scolding herself for her amusement at Lily's expense. She nods seriously, humming. “So are there any areas that weren't renovated?”Lily's eyes widen. She opens her mouth to speak, visibly scrambling for an answer which Sophia beats her to.“No. Why do you care