Thread:BlackDragonKid/@comment-26863232-20171203021156/@comment-26863232-20171204232413

The iron door creaks open, and she's there.

Winnie brandishes her cleaver. "I heard that you were playing around with that music box.  You aren't supposed to touch things that aren't yours, you idiots,"  She growls. Then, with a hop, her mood quickly changes. "And I'm also starving!  Aren't you also, Master?" She playfully throws the cleaver so it stabs into the floor, missing Master by a hair and also making a small splash.

Suddenly, the cleaver erupts in green flame, and the fire sets the water-not-water around it ablaze.

"Run for the door!" Master cries out, dragging herself towards the open iron door as the flames slowly creep towards you. Winnie pounces on the poor deer. "Hey!  Where do you think you're going, Master?"

Green fire licks at your heels.....