Messenger of Death [DISCONTINUED]

[FILE 02] Dreaming Nightmares

{OOTD: SleevelessTurtleneck [Black], Leggings [Black], Socks [RedRoses], Slippers [Red]}

She stood there, watching as her motionless body hit the floor. She was stabbed by a tree. A motherfucking tree. She watched as the body continuously bled. She stared everyone down. Her hair shadowed her eyes.

"You're dead, again."

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"It's a quarter to boredom."

The dead girl said as she played with the (HC) girl. She nods. "My life is running cold." The dead girl nods.

"What were you scared about?"

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"I think someone will die, I hate moping."

She watched as a dead boy fell on the exact same tree she had. "Neat."

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(YN) woke up in a cold sweat. She heard loads of ringing and murmuring. All she could see was a blurry person. The familiar brown hair of Lawrence. She blinked once, twice. "Lawrence? Oh, do you need something?"

He sighs in relief, "We're eating."

She shrugs, "I'm not hungry, save the food." He sighs, "At least go to the classroom, yeah?" "Yeah."

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"Someone's missing." Everyone looked around. One thing was clear.

Scarlet is gone.

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They searched everywhere for a clue. Nothing. Not a single thing.

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"It's one thing for certain."

"She's gone and dead."

A smack to the head. "She might still be alive, have hope, you doofus."

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She and Lawrence had gone together to look for more clues.

"BluE'S cLuEs!"

"(YN)," Lawrence started. "Be more serious, someone could be dead."

"That's what I said."

A smack to the head by a crate, knocking her out.

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"Curse."

Millions of voices repeated that same word. It was a taunt from that girl. "I know you despise me too. But, I'm still fabulous, my dudes."

She twirled and skipped around, causing the voices closest to pause, but when she passed them, they continued to call her a curse.

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Lawrence brought her to her room. Laying her down, he realized something.

(YN) never blinks, she only eats glass and sugar. Glass? Glass.

She's going to have to send earlier than she thought.

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Voices surround the girl. Her eyes weren't the usual (EC), but it was yellow. The eyes were quite entrancing , some will admit. She looked so dull.

In a instant, her yellow eyes were replaced by her usual (EC). "Since when did we have a party in my rooooom..?" She dozed back off.

She quickly jerked back up, bumping heads with Eugene. She fell back again. "Urgh.. " She sighed. Lawrence helped her sit up. "Did life really do that to a queen." Everyone deadpanned at her. "What? I am a queen." She really was, in a way.

"Are you okay?"

She looked confused, "Why do you ask."

"A crate dropped onto your head. Then, you woke up, but your eyes were.. yellow."

She laughs, "'Course I'm fine."

But are you really? One thought that all had thought the same time.