Lina paced along the hallways, deep in thought. She brushed back her dark-blood red hair, and grumbled a little when most of it came flying back in her face. Her ice blue eyes shimmered a little, her black dress dragging below her feet.
Get him out of your head Lina ...
Her fiancee was coming into her mind over and over again. Slight pain waves sank in and out of her brain constantly. Her index and point finger, gently masaged her forehead. Either she was seriously sick or her fiancee's death was going to be haunting her for the rest of her life with headaches ...
Needa ... sit ... down ..
Lina found a dark corner ... a perfect corner. She at first leaned against the wall, her gaze dropping to the floor. More screaming, yelling and running was being heard in her mind ... She was afraid to touch anyone, for they'd probably waste away like her fiancee did.
Mm's ... the same old circle.
She gently slid down the wall, landing on her rear. Lina curled herself up into a small figure-like ball. She could feel the headache forcing it's way in ... she could feel herself wanting to cry, but forcing herself not to ... Once again ... Her fiancee was getting his revenge.
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