Sep 17, 2011 16:03
[It starts of with darkness, and a voice. Those of you who heard her a few days ago, may recognize it. But it sounds off. More emotional, and not her usual stoic self. Some might feel confusion, anger, fear. Whatever it is, this girl is distraught.]
Not right. Not right not right not right not right. Not. Right.
It's not Rabona, it's not even-it's not home. Where is Mama...come back...
Was I bad? Was I?
[An emotional bomb goes off: there's pain here, so much of it. The darkness peels away to a flicker of images: of a young woman with long hair, sitting in a dark room, sword by her side; A woman in armor and short brown hair, running through the woods; a city being wrecked by a tentacled monster; a smile from a blond blind woman in a nun's dress.
More images flicker, too fast to be seen. They're a mix of colors, of blood,gore, monsters, humans, and destruction.
Finally, the flicking stops. It seems to be the outside of a small cabin. Before the viewer is able to see what is inside however, there is another emotional burst. This time full of despair. And then comes an anguished scream.]
NOOOOOOOOO!
[The feed is cut off mid scream.]
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