- Aug 9, 2016
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Dalia's breath hitched as she descended into the sewers underneath Manta Carlos City. She hadn't been here in a very long time, or at least it felt that way. She didn't have any regard for Nasci, the reason in the past for her visits to this gross place. And, supposedly, the reason for her visit now. Like the letter had instructed, she was alone. Her phone was turned off and she had left everything but her clothes at home. There was no chance that anyone was going to be following her today. It would just be her and Nasci.
Anathema coughed into her hand, watching in the dark as blood came up in her palm. She was degrading faster than she had expected and she was angry about that. But she supposed that she had asked for a maximum of six months. Oh well. This made it better that the little bitch had gotten wise to what was going on. Her ears perked up slightly, hearing the splash of wary footsteps in the distance. Hanging by her many legs from the ceiling, she skittered silently through the tunnels. Eager to introduce herself.