[ they turn the corners and run down the aisles enough times that elektra loses count of how many. the scene doesn't want to let them leave until they bear witness to all of it, and elektra has received and doled out enough bloodshed that this shouldn't affect her as much as it is. but there's a difference between brutality and savagery; there's a difference between eating to survive and gorging yourself to relish in your prey's suffering. elektra follows elizabeth down, both to help and to not look anymore, steadying her hands on the other woman's shoulders as she retches, focusing on a spot on the floor until the roiling in her own stomach quells.
she helps elizabeth stand once she's finished, glancing up at coraline as she straightens, eyes somehow both wild and focused. the creature disappears, leaving what was once the young woman desecrated on the floor. ]
Let's go. [ if they can. and they seem to be fortunate enough to be able to now that they've seen what the spirits want them to.
unfortunately, they now have another to contend with, just when they think they're getting somewhere.
elizabeth shouts at the creature tearing apart the books, somehow missing the more pertinent sound of something feeding filling the room. ]
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she helps elizabeth stand once she's finished, glancing up at coraline as she straightens, eyes somehow both wild and focused. the creature disappears, leaving what was once the young woman desecrated on the floor. ]
Let's go. [ if they can. and they seem to be fortunate enough to be able to now that they've seen what the spirits want them to.
unfortunately, they now have another to contend with, just when they think they're getting somewhere.
elizabeth shouts at the creature tearing apart the books, somehow missing the more pertinent sound of something feeding filling the room. ]
Forget the books, go! Run to the exit!