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Echo "I can't say he's very fond of me, not that he ever was. Out of sight is good." Echo confirmed as she set Pandora down. The child would be a sitting duck out there, but she couldn't simply be left at the bunker. Echo didn't trust anyone there enough to leave her alone. She pondered the...

"Hareet? Was that the one that..." Echo drew a blank and reached down to pick up Pandora. "We just need to go soon, okay?" Pandora really didn't seem to understand what was happening, and played with her adopted mother's hair. She just wanted to get going wherever they were going. She played...

For some reason, Echo disliked that. Actually it was a very obvious reason. "Well then what do you suggest we have her believe. She's not going to call you quiet. What kind of name is that!? That's the stupidest thing I've heard in the past three years! Handler is not dead, you are Handler...

"You were a huge a-hole is what you were. Wouldn't even respond to my questions the one time I managed to restrain you. You make a terrible prisoner by the way, kept struggling then tried to pull a whole knife on me. I'd rate you 2/10 on the prisoner scale, would not imprison again. I mean, I...

Echo stood cautiously at the door, just out of view, holding Pandora in her arms. The child couldn't possibly understand the mass mix of expression raging across her mother's face. This wasn't something she wanted her daughter to witness, but leaving her with Caroline would possibly be even more...

Echo resisted the urge to smack him again just to see how he'd react. "Yeah yeah, the whole brainwashing thing. Have I mentioned that I don't care? You scared me! And then you go and show up again and I have to go 'Oh, there he is he'd better come and see me or send for me' but no." "No more...

Echo nearly jumped at the sound of her name, though it was almost silent. Pandora jerked away from her mother as Echo jerked around to face him. She'd pulled Pandora next to her without realizing it though the child didn't seem as afraid. "Holy s-heck. Well ain't you tall now." She laughed...

Entry 1 Turns out taking care of a child is far harder than I'd first expected. I'd assumed they'd be much more self sufficient than they truly are, or mine is a tad bit odd. She's small for her age and clings to me like I'll vanish at any moment. To be far, that's a high possibility at this...

Nothing happened for the next few minutes.

More rocks fell, some growing larger.

Several rocks suddenly shot out at her, from hidden holes in the old wooden walls.

Fluffy frantically licked at his dead owner's face, making nervous little grunting noises.

A naked mole rat suddenly ran out of the dark, curling up around the girl's feet as she went limp. It crawled onto her chest and hissed at Layla. (For extra horror add Mole Rat)

The girl frantically waved her arms about, coughing wildly... The rock was still stuck in her throat.

The girl perked up and nodded. "YEAH! Come 'ere Fluffers!" She dashed off, ducking through a small hole in the wall. Suddenly, a loud scream filled the air. The only signs of anyone being there was the little girl laying on the floor, struggling to cough something up. A rock had been tossed...

The girl shrugged. "Fluffy's my mole rat... He wanted ta explore too. He ain fraid a nothin!"

The girl crossed her arms and puffed out her cheeks. "I came ta explore course!" After a long pause, she added. "Plus Fluffy ran in here..."

The girl sighed and flopped down on the couch. "Fifty years... That's how long 'go the man started a creepin. He snatched up anyone who dare' step inta his space. Word spread that he tried ta gut 'em. The policer peoples didn't get 'im. He still lurks in the house taday." She nodded and crossed...

The girl gave her an eye roll and stalked over. She seemed no older than seven. "Sick is better than in here! Don't you know 'bout this place?"

@Laylahuff The hunter moved stealthily among the rafters, listening to the sound of thunder.  A girl poked her head out, a small frown on her face. She had long curly locks of deep brown hair. "Ya know ya shouldn't be in here.... Bad things happen... Very bad things."