31 December 2012
CRUNK
Me and the girl on the other side of the door are send a sprawling heap down the corridor, she only just manages to catch a curtain and I grasp onto her ankle
"this ship sure is crazy!"
CRUNK SCREAM
Sent flying once more, right into the iron bolted door at the end of the hall that separates the hall from the shack
CRUNK
There's nowhere else to fall so we just knock against the iron door once more, the bracelet causing a small dent in the plating of the door
SWOOSH
one minute I'm flat against the door, the next im heading straight forward, destination the other end of the hall Scraping my boots against the runner which has miraculously stayed flat against its wooden floor throughout this incredible fiasco
CRUNK CRUNNKK CRUUNNNKKK
Im in an even more precarious position now than ever before My legs hanging over a door frame, then I look out to see the girl in an even more precarious position than I am, handing by the wrist from a light fixture
CRUNK
The ship returns to its normal and safe angle, leaving me lying in a doorway to what looks like a mans residence and the girl still hanging from her light fixture
I slowly push myself off of the floor, stopping regularly to make sure another shake wasn't going to send me back to the other end of the hall
Once sure that the ship was stable I began to take baby steps towards the light fixture the Shiphands daughter is hanging from
The Darkworld Chronicles Chapter 15: The Rather Irregular Meeting Of Minds • Opuss № I