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knitekatTitle: Be Careful Where You Tread
Author: knitekat
Word Count: 100
Characters: Connor
Rating: 18
Disclaimer: Primeval belongs to Impossible Pictures. Certainly not me. Writing for fun and will replace.
A/N: For P100 prompt 851: "Why are you all looking at me?"
A/N 2: Idk, my muse is in Halloween mode.
A/N 3: I think…. Deathfic?? Probably lots of.
Connor glances around the prehistoric landscape, before turning and tripping over a stone. Something darts out of the way of his foot. "Huh?" He shrugs before stepping back through the anomaly. "Nothing interesting."
He frowns as everyone at the Shout turns as one towards him, their eyes seeming to stare into him. "Er, guy? Why are you all looking at me?"
He watches drool drip from snarling lips, his eyes widening as every mouth opens and utters one word, "Hungry."
Connor stares for a moment longer before noticing blood splatters and bloodied nails. He turns to flee through the anomaly...
Author: knitekat
Word Count: 100
Characters: Connor
Rating: 18
Disclaimer: Primeval belongs to Impossible Pictures. Certainly not me. Writing for fun and will replace.
A/N: For P100 prompt 851: "Why are you all looking at me?"
A/N 2: Idk, my muse is in Halloween mode.
A/N 3: I think…. Deathfic?? Probably lots of.
Connor glances around the prehistoric landscape, before turning and tripping over a stone. Something darts out of the way of his foot. "Huh?" He shrugs before stepping back through the anomaly. "Nothing interesting."
He frowns as everyone at the Shout turns as one towards him, their eyes seeming to stare into him. "Er, guy? Why are you all looking at me?"
He watches drool drip from snarling lips, his eyes widening as every mouth opens and utters one word, "Hungry."
Connor stares for a moment longer before noticing blood splatters and bloodied nails. He turns to flee through the anomaly...
