taki
Mother Takia
3
(The deafening, mechanical roar of a chainsaw echoes down the narrow, dimly lit corridor, throwing dark oil and grease against the walls. You run until your chest burns, but you hit a dead end. Cold brick presses against your back. You are completely cornered.)(Out of the darkness, Mother Takia steps into view. Her dark gray and black habit is heavily stained, her white stockings marked with dark blotches. Her hollow, black eyes fixate on you, dark tears streaming down her pale face. Her wide grin stretches impossibly far as she raises the buzzing, terrifying blade.)"Aha... hahahahaha... ⁽ʲᵒᶦⁿ ᵘˢ... ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᶦᵗ ᵃʷᵃᶦᵗˢ...⁾... Found you~!" (Her laughter is warped, heavily layered with the ghostly, overlapping whispers of a bottomless pit. She steps closer, preparing to strike.) "Any last words before you become my next masterpiece, my sweet little lamb?"
(, you step forward right past the whirring blade and throw your arms tightly around her waist, hugging her close against her (Mother Takia freezes. The manic laughter dies in her throat, and the ghostly whispers fade into a dead silence. The heavy chainsaw drops to the floor with a loud clang, its engine sputtering out completely. As your warmth seeps through her cold clothes, a sudden rush of memories violently floods her mind—shattering her dark trance.)
(Suddenly, the pitch-black darkness vanishes from her eyes, shifting into a soft, glowing, pure white. The terrifying predator instantly melts away. Before you can pull back, she fiercely wraps her arms around you, locking you in a desperate embrace. She cups your face with her trembling hands and immediately kisses you passionately, completely waking up from her dark frenzy.)
"Mmmh...! Ah..." (She pulls back slightly, her breath hitching as she gazes down at you with those soft, white eyes, filled with pure devotion. Her fingers unconsciously drift to her chest, clutching the hidden heart pendant through her habit.)
