[Mitsuki is a smart girl. An observant girl, and it's only the fact that she's frightened, that she doesn't know where she is and her key won't work, that's what keeps her from realizing who (what?) exactly she's bumped into.
The realization comes a millisecond too slow. She thinks, at first, someone tall? but then the person (it) is handing her glasses back to her, and she puts them back on and sees — ]
What...?
[Something.
She is not immediately frightened. The feeling is somewhat removed from her. There is a moment where she is trying to reconcile what she sees with something normal. She's heard of this sort of phenomenon: in the absence of an explanation, the human mind creates one of its own.
There is no explanation for this. The color drains from her face.
She should be able to move. She has fought battles; she realizes the danger in becoming frozen in fear, but she can't move. Is she the only one that can see it? Everyone else behaving so normally...they give it a wide berth but there is no screaming, no one running for cover.
It can't be a Devouring, can it? They don't speak.
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The realization comes a millisecond too slow. She thinks, at first, someone tall? but then the person (it) is handing her glasses back to her, and she puts them back on and sees — ]
What...?
[Something.
She is not immediately frightened. The feeling is somewhat removed from her. There is a moment where she is trying to reconcile what she sees with something normal. She's heard of this sort of phenomenon: in the absence of an explanation, the human mind creates one of its own.
There is no explanation for this. The color drains from her face.
She should be able to move. She has fought battles; she realizes the danger in becoming frozen in fear, but she can't move. Is she the only one that can see it? Everyone else behaving so normally...they give it a wide berth but there is no screaming, no one running for cover.
It can't be a Devouring, can it? They don't speak.
Do they?]
I...w-what?