[Ellie is almost sad to run past, but the shadows break through the door as soon as her companion's not holding it shut. The door splinters as icy mist pours into the doorway, and... nothing else. The shadows never cross the threshhold.]
[Ellie doesn't trust it at first. She drops low to the ground, one hand out, palm flat, while the other hand goes to her lips, shushing. She listens for... anything. After a significant pause...] What the fuck?
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[Ellie doesn't trust it at first. She drops low to the ground, one hand out, palm flat, while the other hand goes to her lips, shushing. She listens for... anything. After a significant pause...] What the fuck?