Edie is walking home from school. It's something she's done hundreds, thousands of times before. It's later than usual, but not really out of the ordinary--sometimes clubs let out late. It happens.
It's a perfectly safe route.
Edie is walking home from school. It's something she's done hundreds, thousands of times before. It's later than usual, but not really out of the ordinary--sometimes clubs let out late. It happens.
It's a perfectly safe route.
"I just, I just," he mutters.
...He has a knife. Looks like the kind they use for sashimi.
Oookay, she's just going to. Stay away from the knife hand. "You just what?"
"Just one more that's all -"
He throws the knife at her, overhand, and it spins in the air -
- shunk.
Gurgle.
That's definitely blood on her lips--did it pierce a lung--what does she do--can't take it out, just bleed more--he's right there--what, why--
she fumbles for her phone and manages to dial 911. She does not manage to bring the phone to her head or say anything.
It's possible he thinks he's being helpful when he pulls the knife out for her and stumbles off muttering "Just one more, just one -"
She's not going to bet on that. She's going to lie there and try not to die and pray that someone traces her call and an ambulance shows up. Oh, and fall unconscious. That too.
It's about fifteen minutes later that Emily, leaving the house to see why her sister was late, finds out.
The scream can probably be heard for miles.
She certainly manages to talk, once she's called 911.
The dispatcher seems distracted but manages to send an ambulance eventually.
She does not fucking have time for your distractions. Her sister is dying.
Is the ambulance going to be difficult about her riding with Edie.
At the hospital Edie is pronounced DOA.
While this is sinking in a creature turns the corner and hops up onto the table where Edie lies and sits on her chest.
Emily is not paying attention. It doesn't matter. Nothing can ever matter ever again, no Edie, Edie, no, this can't be happening, no no no no NO. NO. NO. Not Edie, no, anything, let the world fucking burn but not my sister, not my sister, no please...
"...What?" Now she notices the...creature...thing...whatever. "What do you mean?"
The creature trots forward and extends its earthings till they just touch her. You only need to wish it, and your wish will be the magic that returns her to life.
"I am wishing it, I want it more than I've ever wanted anything in my life!"
"I--I wish that my sister were alive--forever, and nothing could ever erase her mind from the world ever again!"