True. They've really increased in the past few days and—...
[She inadvertently glances back at the trashcan and she sees it again.
A twisted body, limp, unmoving, and the neck all wrong. There's a dry streak of blood trailing from her head and some between her lips There are a pair of eyes blinking at her, those are her eyes. She's not dead, she's staring back at her as if telling her, DO SOMETHING. I CAN'T FEEL ANYTHING. I CAN'T MOVE.
I HATE THIS.
Crack.
Marianna's grip around the haniwa figure had tightened to the point that a small crack appeared on its torso. The sharp sound snaps her out of that reverie and she quickly drops the haniwa.]
... Chongyun, I... Yeah. I shouldn't have done that.
[Monts purses her lips and drops to the ground in a squat and grips her umbrella for dear life.]
cw: light body horror
[She inadvertently glances back at the trashcan and she sees it again.
A twisted body, limp, unmoving, and the neck all wrong. There's a dry streak of blood trailing from her head and some between her lips There are a pair of eyes blinking at her, those are her eyes. She's not dead, she's staring back at her as if telling her, DO SOMETHING. I CAN'T FEEL ANYTHING. I CAN'T MOVE.
I HATE THIS.
Crack.
Marianna's grip around the haniwa figure had tightened to the point that a small crack appeared on its torso. The sharp sound snaps her out of that reverie and she quickly drops the haniwa.]
... Chongyun, I... Yeah. I shouldn't have done that.
[Monts purses her lips and drops to the ground in a squat and grips her umbrella for dear life.]
These are bad news.