Private Finished Stalking the Night

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Over time, red became more and more like a shadow blob as the tendrils engulfed her completely, following the mask's trail and slowly gaining distance. One moment was all she needed. One moment of incompetency from the mask and it'd be all over. "Yes, run while you still can." She couldn't go her full speed, not when there were so many lights. It wasn't advisable to be giving chase under so much light in the first place. People could see her and if the wrong type of person were to see her hunting like this, then she'd have to deal with the police and she was sure she'd be sent back to that islet. She needed a long stretch of shade if she wanted any hope of catching up, or at least catching the mask by surprise. That, or an alley she could use as a shortcut while the mask wasn't paying attention.
 

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"I'll run whenever I feel like it and I don't really think you can catch me if i tried, can you?" For Marian who had such a flexible shadow form, zipping through the tiny crevices was an easy task. With the added speed she had, she could easily escape the figure, and that was what made Marian so confident about this chase. She didn't think the figure can catch up if she decided to make a run for it, and she stuck with that thought, even while the figure was already gaining on her. Even knowing that the figure was a creature of the dark much as herself. But of course, it was gaining on her: it was because Marian was letting it. She paused every so often, showing her mask from the shadows as if baiting the figure to just come and lunge at her. The figure seemed to have morphed itself, revealing more of its dark tendrils that should have served as a warning. This thing was out to kill her, and she should be very, very terrified of that.
a little nightmare
 

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Just one dark alley. One long stretch of shadow. That was all Red needed. This mask was underestimating her, and that was something she could use to her advantage. She didn't know what she was capable. When the figure paused to look at her, like a toddler waiting to see if its parent was chasing after them, Red could feel her heart beat harder only for it to wane down as she couldn't take advantage of the smugness of this form. Then she finally saw an opening. Literally, in the form of an open window of a closed business. It was only a crack, and that was what she needed. And the mask had just turned to scurry off, which meant she had some time before it realizes. To the common eye, it would seem that she simply crashed into a wall that wasn't there. In the darkness, Red went completely into her shadow form and went strait for the opposing window, which she threw an ashtray at to break it and allow for her exit. If the mask had continued its speed, then Red would have come out to cut it off from its path. And if she was right, then Red would look the mask in the eyes with a cracked smile. Though she wouldn't do anything yet. She would just make it vomit out a black mass.
 

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Marian was too overconfident to realize the figure chasing her had turned a detour. By the time she turned around, the figure wasn't in sight and for a brief moment Marian would have thought it gave up. Marian snickered to herself, thinking she'd claim victory. She was about to slink off, but as she turned to face forward, she was met with the figure's broken smile. It was then Marian realized that no, this one didn't give up -- it took a shortcut. For a second neither of them moved, and only stared at one another. Seeing as the figure didn't seem to have anything planned, Marian slowly moved back. Or so she tried. She suddenly felt like a bile was rising up from her throat. She was pretty sure she didn't have any in this form, or internal organs for that matter, but before she could even process that, from under her mask, a small black ball tumbled out. Marian stared at it, then at the figure before her, then again looked down just in time to see the black mass moving. "A bird?" she said in bewilderment. It was. Most definitely, a black chick. Okay, she thought to herself, not the worst that can happen. But still, Marian was yet to be caught. She gave one more look towards the figure before speeding away in the opposite direction.
a little nightmare
 

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She held her grin as the bewildered mask gazed up and down between her and the black chick. And when the mask ran away, Red decided a little bit of torment was good. She didn't give chase, she let the mask get away. Red knelt down to gently pick up the tiny chick and just held it in her hands while her eyes fixated on the mask. She gently stroked it, making it settle onto her palm. She really hadn't done a lot of this ever since leaving the correctional facility, and now was a good time to do some experiments. She had a few days before the chick expires. Maybe she'll find out that it can do more than just run around being cute. "I think I'll consider this as a tag."
 

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Marian sped away, this time actually with the goal of hiding from the figure. She still had time on her biological clock to run around and hide in the shadows, but almost as if her internal alarm system finally kicked in, she actually felt the need to escape now. She left the strip, bee-lining towards the residential area of the city, all the while cautiously looking back to see if the figure had followed. Minutes passed, and by then she hadn't seen the figure anywhere. Marian poked her shadowy mask from out a corner alley, wondering where the figure was. Seconds pass and still none. Carefully, Marian stepped out from the shadows in her human form. As she did, she felt something sticking out of her mouth and when she pushed it out, she realized it was a damp down feather -- probably from the chick she had just spat out earlier. Marian took another cautious glance around her. No sign of the figure in the red hood. Deciding it was just about time to stop playing, she turned her heel and headed back to for home after a final vigilant glance behind her.
a little nightmare
 
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