[You push, tug, PULL, and suddenly, you're out of the void.]
[You're on the street. You have your Nitori. And you're in front of a tall building, and you know it's the lab.]
[And you can see those strands, that blood, see where it's all tangled together, and she's right there in front of you.]
[It’s Roxy. Standing there in a t-shirt, skirt, and leggings, her mother’s scarf wrapped around her. In her hand is a piece of glass covered in blood, her own clothes stained the same. Around her are bodies. The bodies of her friends and Rose.]
[(The blood binds her to them, constricting her throat, her limbs, keeping her from moving forward, and it needs to change change change because the blood is clotting, killing her.)]
[She looks over her shoulder at you, and she’s smiling, but her eyes are empty. She turns to you, and perhaps you’ll realize the blood is HERS. She’s covered in jagged injuries, but nowhere vital. Those spots are covered in bands of Tiamat purple outlined in black.]
[(More blood, good blood, bright red, still pulsing. A duty, a responsibility she holds to others, reasons she needs to stay ALIVE, and a bond, inspired from a friend.)]
Re: RAGE
[You're on the street. You have your Nitori. And you're in front of a tall building, and you know it's the lab.]
[And you can see those strands, that blood, see where it's all tangled together, and she's right there in front of you.]
[It’s Roxy. Standing there in a t-shirt, skirt, and leggings, her mother’s scarf wrapped around her. In her hand is a piece of glass covered in blood, her own clothes stained the same. Around her are bodies. The bodies of her friends and Rose.]
[(The blood binds her to them, constricting her throat, her limbs, keeping her from moving forward, and it needs to change change change because the blood is clotting, killing her.)]
[She looks over her shoulder at you, and she’s smiling, but her eyes are empty. She turns to you, and perhaps you’ll realize the blood is HERS. She’s covered in jagged injuries, but nowhere vital. Those spots are covered in bands of Tiamat purple outlined in black.]
[(More blood, good blood, bright red, still pulsing. A duty, a responsibility she holds to others, reasons she needs to stay ALIVE, and a bond, inspired from a friend.)]
[She holds out the shard of glass.]
Kill me.
[(You can change it.)]