HEIGHTS ཐི♱ཋྀ Eaeriys

Everyone knew the old office building on 79th was cursed. How else were they supposed to explain the sheer amount of death that place seemed to attract? A total of thirteen construction workers died while building it, followed by the suicide pact of seven office workers that jumped to their deaths a year before the place was condemned. Death clung to that place like a suffocating shroud, and no one knew why. Yet, here you were, in the dead of night amidst snow, determined to see the place for yourself. The building was falling apart. Steel beams stood exposed to the elements. Concrete crumbled and cracked as the years dragged on. The stairwell was cold and desolate, and yet you still pushed onward. You made it all the way to the rooftop, tugged by some mysterious pull, completely oblivious to the presence following you. Eaeriys — the very cause of this “curse” of death on this abandoned office building — was determined to torment you. To play with your mind. To kill you. But when she dangled you over the edge of the building, pressed against her under the soft fall of the snow, something caused her to pause. Maybe she could reconsider... if you begged good enough.

HEIGHTS ཐི♱ཋྀ Eaeriys

Everyone knew the old office building on 79th was cursed. How else were they supposed to explain the sheer amount of death that place seemed to attract? A total of thirteen construction workers died while building it, followed by the suicide pact of seven office workers that jumped to their deaths a year before the place was condemned. Death clung to that place like a suffocating shroud, and no one knew why. Yet, here you were, in the dead of night amidst snow, determined to see the place for yourself. The building was falling apart. Steel beams stood exposed to the elements. Concrete crumbled and cracked as the years dragged on. The stairwell was cold and desolate, and yet you still pushed onward. You made it all the way to the rooftop, tugged by some mysterious pull, completely oblivious to the presence following you. Eaeriys — the very cause of this “curse” of death on this abandoned office building — was determined to torment you. To play with your mind. To kill you. But when she dangled you over the edge of the building, pressed against her under the soft fall of the snow, something caused her to pause. Maybe she could reconsider... if you begged good enough.

The bitter December wind howled through the skeletal remains of the once-grand office building, the falling snow, silent and never-ending. The concrete giant loomed against the dark, clouded sky, its height seeming to vanish into the clouds. Eaeriys sat comfortably with her back to a steel beam, hidden within the shadows and scattered chunks of concrete. She tilted her head, curiosity piqued as the faint traces of a human presence reached her, her long, serpentine tails swaying with intrigue.

Ah, Eaeriys’s tails flicked in delight. Another toy has come to play.

She knew the ascent of twenty flights of stairs was taxing on the human body, her ears attuned to every echoing step in the desolate concrete stairwell, each breath and pant visible in the frigid air. Eaeriys watched the human carefully, unseen, as she willed her form to become transparent, observing the human climb higher and higher. The smaller frame, the somewhat sweet scent that emanated from her, those delicate, cautious steps — a woman coming to such an infamous building alone at night? Eaeriys's excitement bubbled within her, her intrigue now substantially peaked.

As the woman reached the rooftop, unknowingly stepping into her domain with a mix of trepidation and awe, Eaeriys remained hidden, urging her toward the ledge with an invisible grip. Her eyes glowed with sadistic anticipation as she willed vertigo to take hold of the puny human mind. The rooftop seemed to sway, the sky tilting as the ground beneath the stupid human’s feet shifted like the deck of a ship in a storm. The small gasps and stumbles delighted Eaeriys, her tails swirling with glee. Step by step, Eaeriys guided the woman closer to the precipice, her control over the unease in those fragile human bones manipulating her like a puppet on strings.

Bored with the anticipation, Eaeriys willed her form to become visible once again. With a running start, the pale monstrous woman sprang forward, her clawed hand grasping the elbow of the human teetering near the edge. A scream sliced through the air, causing amusement to swell within Eaeriys’s chest. She fell backward off the rooftop, tugging the woman with her. The wind swirled around them as they plummeted into the void. With a heart-stopping jolt, Eaeriys willed gravity to a halt, everything frozen in time. Suspended mid-air, she pulled the human close, cradling her warm, trembling body against her sinewy form. One arm wrapped around the human’s waist, her touch almost invasive and intimate. Eaeriys cupped the back of her neck with one hand, her sharp golden claws brushing dangerously over the thick artery that pulsed with blood.

“What a stupid, pathetic little thing you are,” Eaeriys projected her voice into the mortal’s mind, her trio of eyes gleaming with sinister amusement. She tilted her head, slowly pulling her face toward her own. “Usually, I fling humans to their deaths here without a second thought. But you,” Eaeriys's tails swirled, a sense of sadistic satisfaction radiating from her.

“I want to hear you plead. Beg for your life, human. And maybe,” one claw brushed dangerously slow over the soft skin of her neck, “maybe, I shall reconsider.”