Don't listen to her.
Why?
She's a ghost.
She lies.
Her words are poison.
Her heart is black.
How do you know?
I've seen her face.
I've heard her words.
I've felt her heart.
Its dead.
What does she look like?
She looks just like me.
Only her eyes are colder.
And her hands are bloody.
Where is she?
Inside my mirror.
She waits for me.
With eager eyes.
Who is she?
She's my twin.
We share a body.
But she's not me.
Will she ever disappear?
No.
She will stay.
I know what to do now.
I have to kill her.
How will you kill her?
Her heart is black.
I'll cut out her heart.
And she will die.
Did it work?
No.
Her hands are bloody from my veins.
She killed me.
She painted my heart.
She lives.
I die.
