100. Showered With Attention
Rosella broke through the ranks of underground goons with a few gnashes and gashes, but she fought off the fear and
pain with a few well shed tears. She ran with all that her terrified heart could muster which was pretty good considering
she could not see very well in the low lighting, had no idea where she was going, and was attempting to flee in high
heels and a long skirt! As if to make matters worse, thoughts of Jafar crept into parts of Rosella's mind that terror had
left vacant. Would he be all right? Did she do the right thing? What help was she going to find? This girlish self doubt
was just enough to distract her into tripping over an ill placed stone. Toppling over face forward, she felt the wind
knocked out of her as she hit the hard ground. There was after all no pirate to break her fall this time. There was
actually no more time at all. Sitting up, she noticed that she was already surrounded by the demented subterranean
creatures. Rosella wasn't even able to get her breath back, and that helplessness revealed itself in panicked
hyperventilation, clutching and gasping. All the while she saw them circle in around her carrying cauldrons of molten
liquid. Before she had the breath back to scream, she curled up into a little ball, covering her silky blond head with her
slender hands as the creatures dumped their molten filled buckets, showering her in lava. Her fears were washed away
in an instant, along with the rest of her! Her father had taught her to let things roll off her back, but this time it didn't
work!
-The End
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