Noah stared at the screens nodding absentmindedly at the pretty lady watching monster. He glared at the screen watching the thing leave and looked at the black fluid. Suddenly not feeling so hungry Noah sat down on the floor against the wall by the door but got a good enough view of the screens. What was the black gooey stuff? Was it the infamous acid he heard about? Noah looks at the screen closer, maybe that is something to help them get in. he shook at the thought and lifted his hand still a little shaken and took a nugget and nibbled on it his twisting stomach lurching at the thought of those things getting in. Noah knows of only one way out that's the front door. He places the nugget down and takes a deep breath. Flashes of his moms friends being stabbed or capture, the looks of horror and the pleas for help, and his moms mangled body on the side walk came to mind. Noah began to panic but his moms words rang in his ears
"Calm down, everything is okay. You're safe, everyone's safe, and mommy is safe"
But she isn't here,Noah, momma's dead because of those black monsters! Noah shivers at the thought. He doesn't like thinking like that. Not even when he was dragged into some deal when his moms boyfriend didn't go through with or when she has some man over. Noah never thought of the bad but the good because things usually get better and at the end of the day he and his mom are safe. Not this time, Noah has nothing good other than he is alive. He puts the nugget down and pushes the plate away bringing his knees up and leaning his fore head against them.
"O-oo cans have t'e rest...I-I'm not hungry,"Noah mutters hugging his legs.
"Calm down, everything is okay. You're safe, everyone's safe, and mommy is safe"
But she isn't here,Noah, momma's dead because of those black monsters! Noah shivers at the thought. He doesn't like thinking like that. Not even when he was dragged into some deal when his moms boyfriend didn't go through with or when she has some man over. Noah never thought of the bad but the good because things usually get better and at the end of the day he and his mom are safe. Not this time, Noah has nothing good other than he is alive. He puts the nugget down and pushes the plate away bringing his knees up and leaning his fore head against them.
"O-oo cans have t'e rest...I-I'm not hungry,"Noah mutters hugging his legs.