No… No!… NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO-OOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The scent of blood filled the air. Her blood. Bleed. Hurt. Dying.

Her head ached. Every limb ached, but she willed them to move. Move!

If she doesn’t… she’s dead.

The dog Grimm neared. Snarling.

Saliva Blood dripped from its fangs.

Someone…

Someone stepped in front of her.

W-what was happening?!

She didn’t understand… this old man…

Run… he needed to run!

The man gave a slight smile as he leaned back and Ruby smelt the familiar and bitter scent of coffee.

“Don’t worry,” he said with warmth in his voice. It made Ruby smile a little.

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