Screams were heard in a classroom, and several cute younglings were seen from the window as they stared at the horrific scene of the default dragging Naomi with its large hand, curled around her ankles. It was bent over her, Its hungry saliva dripping onto her cloths.
There was a big gash on her forehead which bleed profusely, but she didn't relent to struggle as it carelessly dragged her on the ground like a dirty rug.
There was a terrified look in her eyes, but as it kept dragging her, she saw her dagger an inch away; where it had fallen off from the fight, and stretched her hand, curling her fingers around the handle with ease.
Reaching forward by abruptly sitting up, she stabbed it right at the side of the neck before falling back to the ground, watching as the default leaned back, releasing a blood curling growl as it staggered back, blood gushing down its neck like water from a faucet.
