Katerina sat plainting pictures in her head of a bloody forest.<span style="font-style: italic">Oh how the forest made her feel so delightful.</span>Time was of no concern to her in the wicked cell meant to keep thy from causing fun. Peculiar as it is but none the less it is not a forbidden thought, that is if she was to leave. A white room could save the need to stab those that indanger alice?<span style="font-style: italic">Oh where did that come from?</span><br/><br/>Her hands constantly moved as if painting the pictures within the depths of her head. Not soon after a form of malicious laughter escaped her lips. " Oh they will burn, burn in the ashes of their own pitiful emotions!!!" The eyes she had no sooner went blank than changed back to normal. Not a single memory of what had just conspired.<br/><br/>The past that plagued her was only a quarter her own and a 3 fourths everyone else's. Memories faded in and out some hardly her own. Was the past supposed to be so confusing or is just that...a past lost?<br/><br/>The sound of footsteps coming down the hall caused her to want to leap to the door and beg to be let out. But anxiety soon took over as images of a body on a floor stuck with a knife flashed into her head. The horror!!!!<br/><br/>Just as fast her feet caused a sound as she walked to the right side of the white room. Blinking in complete confusion. There was no innocence in her yet she wanted to save this Alice person. From what who knew, and how the hell did that name pop up?<br/><br/>Breathing in and out slowly on helped eleviate the sudden panic that stripped her. They were all going to die!!! Die like the vermon of society they were!!! But as she breathed thoughts of death and killing began to subside and tears began to fall down her face. Not remorse more like pain from fighting all the battles inside her head.<br/><br/>Was she ever truly a good person?No who was kidding her? Blood was born in her , breed into her, and forced upon the uncertain memory that plagued her.