Multiversal

Who: Hamilton Fish
What: misadventures during this past event's reality-tearing extravaganza
Where: Mafaton and the Undercity
When: a couple of weeks ago
Notes: closed narrative; just a tentative attempt to break hiatus
Warnings: enclosed spaces, an incredibly condescending scientist

The first mistake Fish made was hiding under that little building. It had no basement, only a space between the floor and the earth where it was raised on blocks, sealed around the edges by poorly nailed boards. He saw a gap beneath it, pried at the wood to widen it and then slipped inside. Something hissed at him on his way in, so he kicked at it, swearing in alarm, and crawled quickly away from it until he ran out of room. When the noise of his own scrabbling panic gave way to silence, he could hear it whimpering, so he turned his head and saw it there in the dark: a child, scaled appendages held close, three eyes watching him with a dim firefly glow.

Declining to follow the child outside, it turned out, was another mistake. It crept cautiously to the opening, slipped out into the nighttime mayhem, shooting him a glistening dirty look on its way. And he stayed. He was alone for hardly ten minutes before one of the city's larger intruders felled the building with a single blow from its limb, and in that one roaring instant his hiding space became no space at all.

( just to hold you down )