Zeninea
Late, late, late.
Jennifer scrambled over the steps of the crumbling building, eyes fixed on the tower's balcony. Even from where she was, she could hear the metal clanging against metal and felt the blood on her hands. Suddenly, the sound of metal hitting concrete was heard, and followed by a wail.
The wail of a dead friend.
Jennifer stopped in her tracks and stared down at the scene, her eyes going wide. The demon hovered over Mario's body, before snapping its flaming head to face her.
Her heart skipped a beat and she began sprinting upwards, paying no mind to the broken pieces that cut her as she went by.
Mario had given her five minutes of time, but it meant a life.
And as she looked from the jewel in her hand to the entrance in front of her, she bit her lip.
It meant the world.
Soon. One word. 'Soon'.
Why was this four-letter word at the top of the page with a text box beneath it?
I didn't know. No one did. I was locked in the cell till I figured that out though.
A text box. An empty text box at that. Well, I was going to figure it out.
Real. Soon.
At least that was what I thought. At midnight a new word appeared at the top. There was a cycle..... But I was going to get out of that cell. Soon, for sure.