Rue narrating:
When she said she felt like nothing. She wasn't kidding. She need him to breathe. For her heart to work properly. A human can only take so much pain before they become the nothingness they seemed to constantly feel.
This small town holds nothing but pain, heartbreak, and death. Emerson seemed to feel all of that at once. She couldn't help but hate life without her lover. She had no reason to live.
When you spend so much time alone in your own head. You find the monsters hidden inside you. You find the demons you'd tucked away for so long. Emerson found hers. They whispered to her that it was her fault. If she wasn't there ashtray would be here. The monsters consumed Emerson starting with her brain. Making her hate every thing. Then her heart making her turn cold to everyone.
Lots of you would say Emerson died of heart break. The others say she was eaten alive by her own thoughts. I say Emerson let this town get to her. Just as it will to all of us one day. She's here in a casket today because she can't live without her true love. She needed to be with him. Love isn't beautiful it's ugly in the words of Emerson it will drive you to do anything to be with that person.
She is in fact with Ashtray. She would have found her way there eventually she just fast forwarded through the movie known as her life. She will be missed. But she's with the person she missed most. Emerson Hatchet. Is dead.
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