Anaesthesia tumbled down a couple hundred feet under Night’s Bridge—rocks, gravel and other miscellaneous rubble splattering in all directions as she flailed her limbs violently in the air. After what felt like an eternity of rolling in the darkness, she finally skidded to a halt at the bottom of the pit and opened her dreary eyes, only to see horizon of stark nothingness. After a moment's pause, she shoved her hands in her pockets, fished out a candle and a lighter and ignited a flame, brightening her vision in the pitch black night. [PrPP]
Anaesthesia set the candle aside to bury her head in her grimy hands and let out an exasperated sigh. Prior to the fall, she had devised a scheme to sabotage Richard Mayhew’s quest; the plan was to pull …show more content…
Croup, Mr. Vandemar. I couldn't bring Richard because he escaped my grip at the bridge. I am deeply sorry..”
As soon as the last word left her mouth, Mr. Vandemar picked up a nearby stone and hurled it at Anaesthesia’s face. The sharp rock hit her right in the nose and when she looked back up, she saw a furious Mr. Vandemar, glowing red with anger, his blood veins pulsating from his neck. That was the last sight Anaesthesia ever saw in her life. From behind, Mr. Croup extended a pistol and fired at Anaesthesia and just after a single blow, she was dead. Her body sprawled on the marble floors helplessly, as a pool of crimson spread around the corpse.
Due to their violent nature, Mr. Croup and Mr. Vandemar were unsatisfied with her quick death and stomped furiously on her dead body numerous times, releasing their anger and frustration at her incompetence. Crouching down, Mr. Croup took hold of Anaesthesia’s waist and heaved her body over his shoulder, her lifeless legs dangling helplessly like yarn. He exited the building through the back door and wandered around the vacant area, unsure where to dispose the body. Finally, he settled on a small patch of grass right by the facade of the building. Using only his feet, Mr. Croup dug a hole into the ground and threw the corpse in the hole. Too lazy to cover it back up with dirt, he left without another word and returned to Mr. Vandemar, who was watching by the doorway, looking
Anaesthesia set the candle aside to bury her head in her grimy hands and let out an exasperated sigh. Prior to the fall, she had devised a scheme to sabotage Richard Mayhew’s quest; the plan was to pull …show more content…
Croup, Mr. Vandemar. I couldn't bring Richard because he escaped my grip at the bridge. I am deeply sorry..”
As soon as the last word left her mouth, Mr. Vandemar picked up a nearby stone and hurled it at Anaesthesia’s face. The sharp rock hit her right in the nose and when she looked back up, she saw a furious Mr. Vandemar, glowing red with anger, his blood veins pulsating from his neck. That was the last sight Anaesthesia ever saw in her life. From behind, Mr. Croup extended a pistol and fired at Anaesthesia and just after a single blow, she was dead. Her body sprawled on the marble floors helplessly, as a pool of crimson spread around the corpse.
Due to their violent nature, Mr. Croup and Mr. Vandemar were unsatisfied with her quick death and stomped furiously on her dead body numerous times, releasing their anger and frustration at her incompetence. Crouching down, Mr. Croup took hold of Anaesthesia’s waist and heaved her body over his shoulder, her lifeless legs dangling helplessly like yarn. He exited the building through the back door and wandered around the vacant area, unsure where to dispose the body. Finally, he settled on a small patch of grass right by the facade of the building. Using only his feet, Mr. Croup dug a hole into the ground and threw the corpse in the hole. Too lazy to cover it back up with dirt, he left without another word and returned to Mr. Vandemar, who was watching by the doorway, looking