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So cold..its so cold..
On the wooden floor she sits, playing her music box in the tiny, empty, cold room, with only the sounds of the gentle tunes of the winding machine to keep her at peace.
It keeps winding and winding, playing its soft song that Six loves so much, it makes her feel safe, feel not alone, like a warm embrace in the unbelievably cold room shes being held captive in. She wasn't supposed to be here, she knew that, she tried every way to try and get out of the dark room, punching and kicking the door, screaming and crying for the hope that someone would hear her, clawing her way outside from the wooden floor until her hands were rough and bloody, but to no avail.
She had given up at this point, just aimlessly sitting around in the cold and dark prison until she rotted away, that didn't sound like her, but she had lost all hope that someone would find her, hear her cries for help, she didn't even know why the hunter kept her there or if anyone outside was alive.
Well..she did know someone who was certainly still alive.
Right before she got captured, she was staring at someone, at a boy, on a tree branch off the ground, staring at the moon. Their gazes locked for a few minutes, just aimlessly looking at each other in awe, both not believing that someone was alive, someone like them. She was so distracted, she didn't hear the one she was hiding from appeared behind her, and then her vision went dark.
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It seemed like years stuck in that tiny room, all alone with her thoughts and the music box to keep her company, until she heard footsteps outside, she didn't bother to listen in and kept winding the metalic box, thinking it was probably the hunter going around the house. She was suddenly struck by terror when she saw the door getting smashed in pieces, she backed away under a desk where she slept, ready to defend herself if something came to harm her.
It was him, the boy, the boy she saw sitting on the tree, he came back..to do what? Save her?
He looked around the room, his face not visible with the paper bag he was wearing, until he spotted her under the desk.
"Psst,,Hey,,"
He kneeled down slowly, letting Six calm down and come out from under the dark corner, he extended his hand to help her up, she extended hers. And she pushed him away, as she ran away from the dark and cold basement she was held up in for days.
He chased after her, calling her to stop running, Six doesn't trust easily, so its understandable that she was scared and suspicious of the paper bag boy. But she soon needed his help, as if life destined them to meet and help each other. They needed to work together to go to the attic, so she boosted him up and let the stairs to the upstairs fall down in their favor.
They encounter the hunter, the boy still hasn't said anything and neither has Six, both of them silently accepting that they have to work together to escape. They get chased, hide a bunch of times, fall into dirty sludgy lake water to hide away from the hunter's lantern and trusty shotgun. They get chased into a tiny room, way too tiny for Six's liking, the boy thinks fast and tries to grab a shotgun twice his size from the wall, Six helps him point it at the door where the hunter makes efforts to try and open.
Bam.
Silence.
Ears ringing, they both get up slowly, they can't hear anything outside anymore, so they both hope that was the last time they'd see that relentless monster.
After a bit, they stumble into a beach, with an inconvenient and torn out door near the water, they use that as a kind of boat, pushing it in the water and climbing on it, they can finally breathe. The paper bag boy talks first, breaking the awkward but comforting silence.
"..That was crazy huh..?Do you think he survived?"
She didn't respond, instead she let the cold wind fall against her half covered face, curling up even more into a ball, she didn't like to talk and tried not to as much as she could.
"You're not very talkative huh..sorry if im annoying you..can you at least tell me your name? Im Mono!"
Mono? That sounded like a dumb name, to be called by the definition of alone, she didn't trust him at all. Although Six was also a dumb name,,being named by a number was weird overall, she couldn't even remember where she got the name, all she knew is that it was her name.
She held six fingers up to Mono, hoping he was smart enough to understand that that was her name, he cocked his head to the side confused for a bit.
"Six? Is that your name?" the paper bag boy asked in a soft tone. She nodded silently.
"I see,,well, im glad i met you! Its good to know that im not completely alone out here, it feels so relieving to talk to someone normally.."
She just sat there, silently listening to him ramble, he liked to talk it seemed, it would normally annoy her to have someone who talked this much around her, but she found it weirdly comforting, maybe it was because she had been trapped in the basement of that hunter for weeks left to die? Perhaps.
"Anyway, i hope we can be great friends Six!"
Friends? When was the last time she had heard that word? Not long ago, but that friend is,,not here anymore. She didn't say anything again, she just slowly sat up as she saw something in the distance, Mono did the same. Tall buildings, way too tall for them, crooked and bended like metal spoons in the foggy sky, loomed over them and the shore they were approaching. They hopped off the beach, looking at the tall buildings and feeling the sand under their bare and beaten up feat.
Mono offers his hand to Six, waiting patiently to see if she would take it.
She cautiously grabbed onto it, as they both started walking away fron the shore, holding hands.
Its not so cold anymore,
This was going to end badly, huh?