I step out, pushing the window closed behind me. I know I won’t be coming back here again, not when they found me here. Or perhaps they followed me from the café. Either way, it’s not safe for me here any longer and I need to get away as soon as possible. But I must get back here, so that girl can take me to the archway. If we manage to get there, all my problems will be solved.
I rush down the stairs as fast as I can, my feet thumping against the metal unevenly as I try not to overstrain my tendon. However, it’s not like it won’t hurt. I already know I’ll soon be holding back tears from the pain. I wish I knew how to heal, things would be so much easier, if I did.
Not even a moment later, I hear the window one floor above me opening and three pairs of feet land above me. I try to
