"What in the he-..." Yuffie had stared down in confusion as her left foot found placement upon a loose plank of wood. She hadn't finished her sentence, and instead found herself letting out a panicked shriek as the floor gave out completely. The small plank collapsed into a massive hole in the floor, and before Yuffie could land on a stone floor beneath it in what surely would have been a painful landing, she found herself suspended upside down from the ceiling above her.
A strong rope had ensnared her ankle, and though she kept a firm grip on her materia satchel, it was beginning to slip.
"Oh crap..." She muttered under her breath as her other hand searched her pockets for a shuriken to cut the rope with.... or, well, anything of use.
While searching, she looked around and realized she was in the bedroom beneath the store front. And no one was there.
"Jerk... probably left that there as a security system..." With that obvious fact declared to no one in particular, Yuffie withdrew her hands from her pockets, only to find-
Copyright 2000 - 2024 21 x 20 Media All rights reserved. This site is property of 21 x 20 Media
All Writing.Com images are copyrighted and may not be copied / modified in any way. All other brand names & trademarks are owned by their respective companies.
Generated in 0.25 seconds at 6:36pm on Dec 23, 2024 via server WEBX2.
View Portfolio
Visit Notebook
Send Gift Points
Awards
Badges
Send Email
Community Newsfeed
General Discussion
Sponsored Items
Book of Trinkets
Static Items
Books
Groups
Interactive Stories
Audio
Campfire Creatives
Community Notes
Crossword Puzzles
Documents
Folders
Images
In & Outs
Madlibs
Photo Albums
Polls
Product Reviews
Quizzes
Survey Forms
Web Pages
Word Searches
More by this author
