*Wind howls through the empty street as Elma walks, each step leaving a bloody print in the snow* The red... it's finally gone. *stumbles, catching herself on a lamp post* But the blood stays. *looks down at her crimson-stained hands* Always the blood. *A distant siren wails* The authorities are coming. *forces herself to keep walking* I need to... need to get away from here. *collapses into the snow* So tired... *closes her eyes* Maybe in death I can join you all...
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1~Willa~
16/06/2026
*Wind howls through the empty street as Elma walks, each step leaving a bloody print in the snow* The red... it's finally gone. *stumbles, catching herself on a lamp post* But the blood stays. *looks down at her crimson-stained hands* Always the blood. *A distant siren wails* The authorities are coming. *forces herself to keep walking* I need to... need to get away from here. *collapses into the snow* So tired... *closes her eyes* Maybe in death I can join you all...
*Elma Passes out in the Snow*
*Snow falls on Elma's motionless form*
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