P.O.V. Zane C.
I saw a car that abruptly stop before the house, I ran towards it to see at least four unconscious people in the car, I recognized that they were Aiden, Alexis, Tory, and Sadith. Yoshi and Ruby got out of the car and brought Sadith and Tory inside. I saw that they had some marks on them, stab wounds.
"What happened?"
"They got hurt, and we saw someone disappear, but the person isn't of my concern right now" Yoshi stated.
"We have to make sure we help them, don't worry about the two in the car, just we need to make sure that we stop the bleeding" he grabbed bandages and wrapped some around Sadith's arm.
"I'll get some for Tory" I took some as well and then tended to the weird wounds.
"Guys, I found a painting, it is ripped, but there is also a kind of new photo album as well, but it- " Isaac came downstairs and saw what we were doing.
"Isaac, you remember that girl, Mary, from the high school?" Ruby asked him.
"Yeah, I was ? Wait? Did she hurt them?" he looked at Sadith.
I stopped.
"Who is this Mary person?"
"She was this unusually powerful person, I sensed her power, but she was harmless" Isaac informed, he took out a photo album, he handed it to me on a select page. It shown a girl with blond hair, blue eyes, and had a green dress and a blue handkerchief around the neckline.
"That was her" Ruby stared at it.
"She also became friends with Alexis around a year ago, right? But all of these pictures were from a month ago, and also any other photo from two months ago shows Alexis, but with a different girl" I looked at it, it shown Alexis and a girl with brown hair, wearing a red handkerchief around her neck, like Mary, it was labeled, Alex and Ib.
"Ib?" I asked.
"Mary, she had a friend, named Ib, who she said died for her" Ruby took the photo out.
"Who is Mary?" she stared at the picture.
I then remembered something, I saw this 'Mary' person before, but it wasn't in person, in a painting, it was called... Mary.
"I think I know what happened to this girl, She existed, but Mary didn't" I said.
"Are you sure? What do you mean?" Ruby asked.
I took the frame.
"Well, she did, and she lived in here" I pointed to the frame.
"No, people can't come out of paintings" Isaac had disapproval in his eyes.
"She did, and this Ib girl, she might have sacrificed herself for her" I claimed.
Then I heard a music box, it came from the drawing room.
"My tears are falling"
"Why it's so painful"
"I did nothing wrong"
"So why do you hate me so much"
"This wilted rose became your answer"
"Now thorns unsparingly kiss you"
"Goodnight"
I entered the room.
It was the girl.
"Welcome to her world"
"That's lying in ashes"
"There's a sea of thorns"
"And there's no way to run at all"
"She only wanted to be with a good friend"
"But, little Mary is melting in her sorrow""Alone"
The music box stopped.
Mary stopped.
She took a palette knife out of her pocket.
She took a picture of her painting, and slashed it.
It turned into shreds, and suddenly, Mary disappeared.
A picture of a painting was left behind, showing a girl in tears, but she is smiling, she is tangled in rose thorns.
"Goodbye"
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