Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140526213440/@comment-24685738-20140527182919

The Forest seemed darker than normal.

And Maria hated the dark.

Maria ignored her irrational fear and sprinted into the forest, following the groove that had been mad when… something dragged Jack’s body away.

She glanced back once at the inn, hoping that Set and Julie would be fine and make up, before drawing her sword and forging through the bushes.

Luckily for her, the Holy Light of Dawnbreaker kept the shadows at bay.

However, with the rustling of the trees, and the howling of animals, Maria thought she heard something….

“Maria… Maria… Maria…”

It was spoken in many different tones and voices.

But it had to be her imagination, right?

Right?

“Maria… Maria… Maria….”

Maria was becoming terrified.

For one instant, she considered going back to the warm, light-filled inn.

Except, she had to find Jack.

She glanced around as something darted behind a bush. “Hello?”

The bush rustled, and out of it stepped….

Jack.

“Jack!”

Jack didn’t reply, he just stood there, holding…

The knife that had sacrificed Maria.

He moved toward her slowly.

“J-Jack…. W-what are y-you d-doing?”

Jack just kept coming towards her.

Maria screamed and, turning her head, shoved her sword through Jack’s chest.

He grinned and dissolved into ashes.

More things rustled around her.

They came out:

Jack… Set… Julie… Isis… Cyrus… Jaryl…

All holding the same knife.

Jack and Set rushed at her, grabbing her arms and shoving her to the ground.

Maria struggled, screaming obscenities and nonsense at them. They just kept holding her there.

Cyrus came in front of her, and slammed his booted foot down on her leg.

The crunch told her that he had snapped it.

Maria screamed in pain and agony. “W-what are you doing?! S-Set… J-Julie…

Jack…”

“Someone help me, p-please!”

None of the people attacking her heeded her cries.

Isis leapt high over the heads of the others, into a tree above them. There was a rustling as she moved off.

Julie stepped nimbly around Maria and sat on her chest. She drew the dagger, and murmured, “You were never real… You never existed…”

Maria struggled again, screaming at Julie as the tears poured out of her eyes.

Set and Jack said, in unison, “Nothing to us… You meant nothing….”

Just as Julie brought the knife down to Maria’s throat, a shrill whistle sounded.

The knife was drawing blood, but Julie withheld the knife and tilted her head, as if listening to the sound.

All of the people holding her tilted their heads to listen.

Suddenly, Jack and Set picked her up and carried her deeper into the forest, with Cyrus and Julie trailing behind…