The fear ebbed and seeped inside her. The ice cold feeling of hair's tingling straight from both fear and cold nearly eluded her as something more strange happened. Her ex/ boyfriend? She was still confused on what to call him was laying on the floor, a metal chain wrapped around his stomach having seemingly squeezed his intestines right out of him. The scene was so grotesque that her throat wanted to vomit even though there was absolutely nothing inside her system. For a split second her eyes saw a faded silver knife stuck inside his eye-ball-less eye-sockets. It drove her mad as it seemed the product of that..boy?<br/><br/>Then her eyes were drawn to the figure of a person...no ...not a person...it was her? The figure turned a smirk wide , with a twisted head staring right at her. Hallow eyes greeted her almost as if the culprit has too gouged her own eyes out. It took a moment before she realized that this figure should be refereed to as her? No that couldn't be true....it shouldn't be? Though her memory was lax on what happened between her, and him.<br/><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"Come to me, and I can give you water."</span>The words sounded so enticing again inside her head.  What if Nick was seeing this? What would he think? Her head was almost magnetically kept in place facing the figure of herself as it moved its lips ever so carefully. A finger that had nails that looked similar to small knives pointed at her. Part of her wanted to follow the figure, to let it take her, and give her water. On the other hand, part of her wanted to go down swinging for her own water.<br/><br/>The will inside her was just about ready to break but she shook her head. Backing up slowly trying to put space between....that thing? It started to shimmer taking a different shape as it slowly made its way towards her. All rationality left as it came closer, and closer.<br/><br/>Instincts drove her to grasp Nick shoulder's in one desperate plea that whatever was coming closer would fade. Just like it faded away. However, the same feeling of it's presence still occurred considering it felt like this thing...was apart of her? She was now able to slightly take a glance at her surroundings. This room looked similar to all the rest, blood splattered everywhere. Nothing really stood out differently...it just felt much colder, and the air was making easy for her to get small bits of water inside her throat.  Or so it felt. Though, it wouldn't be enough to sustain her more than a step.<br/><br/>" Nick." She muttered. There was something inside her that desperately wanted them to get out of this place. Then there was another part that wanted her ...to...to ... well she wasn't sure. The feeling was...strange to say the least?