It was always oh so quiet in the library of this quaint town, Aprika appreciated the serenity of the place. She ran her fingers through her tangled brown hair to rid of any knots that resided in her long curly hair. She sat on a couch, curled up and comfortable as she read. Though soon, the girl began dozing off. She rested her head on her hand, leaning on the couch's arm for support, her focus was no longer on the book.
She closed her eyes, slowly blinking until she fell asleep. Her reddish skin seemed to dim lightly as she slept, a sign that her body temperature went down somewhat. Aprika hadn't moved nor gave any signal that she was still alive and breathing. By a stranger's view, she looked as though she had died peacefully in her sleep. But soon, Aprika woke back up and rubbed her eyes with her two hands, her sudden gesture appeared to scare a bystander who had been staring at her for awhile to make sure she was still alive. This made Aprika blush with embarrassment. The petite girl stood up and adjusted her dress before walking off, covering her face as she exited the library.
Her bare feet made a light patting noise as she walked down the cement sidewalk. Her skin was warm, almost too warm, it gave off a bright red glow.
A deep feeling in her stomach made her feel as though she would throw up. Magma began to escape her throat and came out of the corners of her closed mouth, she attempted to keep it down, but her attempts were futile and she was forced to stop to relieve herself. She let out raspy coughs as magma splattered onto the cement.