Thread:BlackDragonKid/@comment-26863232-20171203021156/@comment-26863232-20171205003204

You hear screeches of pain and violence as you make it out of the door, but the green fire follows you. It is right at your tailtip.

You hear the sound of a music box being wound, and the sobbing of Master as she desperately tries to escape the burning room. Six cleavers are embedded in her tail and she is carrying the figurine with the music box.

WD is now shredding Master, who is still managing to cling on to her deer life. Green fire is everywhere.

The only place that is not in flames is beyond the door painted green. Master screeches for you to keep on running.