Blood flow
Cassandra pressed her palm against the cold floor, her fingers splaying wide as slime began to seep from her skin. The viscous substance crept forward like liquid mercury, slithering toward a window on the opposite wall. If they could just create enough of a distraction—
Footsteps echoed down the hallway, heavy and purposeful. Cassandra's heart jumped into her throat as she yanked the slime back, pulling it into her skin with practiced speed. They held their breath as the guards passed, their shadows stretching across the floor like reaching fingers.
Once the sound had faded, Cassandra slipped out of their hiding spot to get closer to her target outside the room, Sakura and Matilda joined as well. Sakura leaned close to Cassandra, her breath warm against her ear. "You know," she whispered, "sometimes the smart play isn't the right play. We can't think our way out of everything."