Dream ❄ oo4
It was dark. She couldn't see her hands as she held them in front of her face, but she could feel a liquid dripping from them and onto the ground, the sound cutting through the silence. A few seconds passed, feeling longer than that in the darkness, before she realized that the liquid was blood--her own. Her dress was drenched in it, as more spilled and pain flared through her body.
She fell to her knees, instinctively placing out her hands before her and staining her palms further with blood. She didn't even know where all of it was coming from anymore. Instead of focusing on that, though, she closed her eyes to deal with the pain.
Kimihiro-kun, Suoh-san, Danny-san... she thought, but when she lifted her head and opened her eyes, the name she called for was a very different one.
"Mo...ther..."