Touch the outline/continue
From Create Your Own Story
Black is now splattered on at least 20% of the room, but all the would have gotten on you dissipates quickly in a simmering fashion. The darkness on the black version of you recedes to the outline again and she goes into the fetal position, hands clasping her head, eyes shut, and whispering to herself.
"Maybe you got the right person Karma." The taller one says addressing the woman
"Yeah but something clearly went wrong, can you think of any reason we have two of her?" The woman- probably named Karma answers back.
The younger boy who looks to be 16ish is looking down, fists clenched and a slightly sad expression on his face. Maybe its not sad but whatever he is feeling he is trying to cover up with a straight face
| You are: | A 15-year-old girl |
