With a light "clatter", Passion, burdened with Indulgence, swiftly navigated through heaps of decaying equipment scattered across the dimly lit temple. Even with the combined weight of the two, their movements in the darkness remained silent and untraceable. Only occasionally would their leaps make a faint sound.
"Cough cough cough." Indulgence muffled her bouts of intense coughing by burying her face in Passion's shoulder while they ran. The vibrations triggered by coughing re-opened her multiple wounds, warm blood began to seep out dying Passion's clothes on her back. Passion bit her lips, without slowing down, she extended a compassionate hand behind her back to touch Indulgence's blood-streaked cheek. Indulgence weakly lay on Passion's back, teasingly gnawed on her two fingers, and chuckled in a provocative manner – which soon turned to a more violent bout of coughing.
