[ Adeline feels as though she's inching toward hysterics by the time she finally manages to free herself from the bushes, bits of twigs and leaves left behind in her clothing and hair. Whatever it is that's following her isn't the least bit reassuring; while she was trained to defend herself, she doesn't have a weapon and rarely engaged in any sort of fighting. Her status as a Blood Saint was fairly passive and all she had to offer, which does little for her now.
She looks around for a way out, but even in her panic, she wonders if it's even worth it. If this thing wants to kill her, then she might as well let it. It would save someone else from coming across her when she eventually turned.
Breathless, terrified and on the verge of tears, she finally manages to find her voice. ]
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She looks around for a way out, but even in her panic, she wonders if it's even worth it. If this thing wants to kill her, then she might as well let it. It would save someone else from coming across her when she eventually turned.
Breathless, terrified and on the verge of tears, she finally manages to find her voice. ]
Who... who are you?