Emma, Olivia, and Ana
"Come on, just a bit further!" Three girls ran frantically downhill. Behind them, rocks and boulders were sent flying as something big scrambled after them.
The girls looked the same, with the only difference being their hairstyles. The one on the left had pigtails, the one on the right had a ponytail, and the one in the center had her hair fall back without anything holding it. They were—naturally—triplets.
As they ran, the thing that chased them moved under the ground, which was evident in the way the ground bulged as something moved through it with a concerning amount of speed.
"Guh. Guys! My leg!" The girl on the left exclaimed with a strained breath. Her sisters glanced to see a gash on her thigh which no doubt made running like this far more difficult.
"Just hold on! We're almost there!" The middle sister said reassuringly.
