Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191209000634/@comment-5543592-20191211025147

A shard of glass speared the pipe directly above Nyasia's head, and the music jumped octaves in pitch, as if the organ were wounded and screaming.

She held onto the pipe with one hand and swung herself across them, arm stretched as far as she could reach, and grabbed hold of a pipe further down the organ. She let go of the first and her own momentum pulled her in a drooping arc. The shards of glass shot up around her, something like a rainfall of death, and then Nyasia slammed chest first into the other side of the organ.

A shard of glass sheered into her thigh, down to the bone, and Nyasia's grip slipped. She fell inches, crying out, before she grabbed hold again. Her left leg hung useless beneath her, but she continued to pull herself upwards, towards the skylight, blood quickly soaking her skirt.