[ It's only for a moment, the shift in her reality, but it drags her to the ground all the same. Dark curls tickle at her face while the vision of a maniacal woman pins her, and her arm—
Shuddering on her knees, Vanessa is left mostly soundless except for her ragged scream through the ether. The memory of pain is absolute, but what has her recoil is the fear. It's been a small lifetime, but she remembers such fear of her own—then the empty shock after being unmade and left as nothing. What do you deserve? Less than nothing.
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Shuddering on her knees, Vanessa is left mostly soundless except for her ragged scream through the ether. The memory of pain is absolute, but what has her recoil is the fear. It's been a small lifetime, but she remembers such fear of her own—then the empty shock after being unmade and left as nothing. What do you deserve? Less than nothing.
Where, where is she...? ]