Chapter 8
by 
GreenBean
How does Jessica finish the final leg?
Now with caution
Jessica took one, then two timid steps out onto the balcony. Senses reeling, she listened to the night. There, she spotted it. A pair of legs behind a parked carriage. A carriage she had no choice but to pass. Large feet, and without shoes, a trace of bandages trailing down. She looked harder. If she could guess, it was coiled to strike. A beast or hunter, she knew it. She still had the moltav cocktail. Or... maybe she could run past it?
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