"I'm not going to die here. If I'm not back before it gets worse, then go ahead, you'll be able to get help and come back for us."
With that she was back off down the stairs, there really wasn't time for careful anymore. It seemed like it was progressing faster and faster, she could already feel the joint of her hip turning and stiffening. Even her clothes were starting to change.
On the way she tried to find anything that they might be able to use. But nothing seemed to actually be made of fabric or cloth. It was all rigid and stuck in a specific form. It had been awkward grabbing the doll as well, but Makoto managed to pose her in such a way that a fireman's carry was possible. By the time that she made it back upstairs though she was having to pull herself up, the cracked leg having almost completely given out and the other barely mobile. There wasn't a response to the call, but after a few moments, a porcelain head would appear on the attic level, the doll being pushed forward.
"I'm here."
Now they just had to jump right? But who was going to go first?
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With that she was back off down the stairs, there really wasn't time for careful anymore. It seemed like it was progressing faster and faster, she could already feel the joint of her hip turning and stiffening. Even her clothes were starting to change.
On the way she tried to find anything that they might be able to use. But nothing seemed to actually be made of fabric or cloth. It was all rigid and stuck in a specific form. It had been awkward grabbing the doll as well, but Makoto managed to pose her in such a way that a fireman's carry was possible. By the time that she made it back upstairs though she was having to pull herself up, the cracked leg having almost completely given out and the other barely mobile. There wasn't a response to the call, but after a few moments, a porcelain head would appear on the attic level, the doll being pushed forward.
"I'm here."
Now they just had to jump right? But who was going to go first?