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Whumptober 2025, Day 3
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Prompt: Isolation
TW: Blood, cauterization.
A scream ripped from their throat as Waffle banged on the door. Their knuckles were bloody, a sticky brown instead of the crimson they saw their emerald-eyed captor had. They’d only seen it once, when they bit him, but they wanted to make him hurt for what he’d done. He’d hurt them… they wanted vengeance.
They were stunned when their hands stared to burn, fire crackling at their fingertips. The anger began melting into confusion when the wounds they’d gotten from punching at the door burnt, a sickly sweet yet smoky aroma filling the air. They’d never… done this before.
Footsteps came from outside, and their head shot towards the door. A hand raised, and slammed into the wood, fire still crackling. It splintered this time. The footsteps walked away. He hadn’t came in, always just listened.
Again. Again. Again. They kept pushing, breaking the door down bit by bit. They felt the wood crack, they felt tiny wood shards stab them as they hit. They burned through them, the heat stirring something in them.
They heard one final crack, and finally saw a hallway through the hole. It was just as black as the room they were in, but it was progress. They felt something wet trickle down their face, their breath coming faster than before. The room felt warm. Uncomfortably warm. When did it get like this?
Spots blurred at their vision as they laid down… maybe a little nap would be good.
