[The darkness was thick, almost too thick. Another dream, wasn't it? One not her own, because this wasn't familiar to her. Which was fine. The less she dealt with the reality teased to her and taken away the better she seemed to feel.
But this meant walking to see where this dark alley took her. The sound of blood being drawn seemed to pique her interest as she kept up the pace, only to see a familiar face there.
...help.
Maybe it wasn't her face he expected to see, but it was her that slowly and cautious appeared into whatever light existed in this dark.]
It's you.
[She knelt by him, examining his person before feeling her dead heart tug. This made her hear those words again in her head as she found her thin hand reaching forward.]
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But this meant walking to see where this dark alley took her. The sound of blood being drawn seemed to pique her interest as she kept up the pace, only to see a familiar face there.
...help.
Maybe it wasn't her face he expected to see, but it was her that slowly and cautious appeared into whatever light existed in this dark.]
It's you.
[She knelt by him, examining his person before feeling her dead heart tug. This made her hear those words again in her head as she found her thin hand reaching forward.]