* * Marcey Parker * *
" They left.. and are no longer in the area." Marcey was nervous, knowing she was alone with someone who earliershe had almost fallen on, as an animal. She could tell the girl was watching her, trying to decide what Marcey was. "What do you do? I know your power comes or has something to do with death..." This startled Marcey, as she hadn't even considered the fact that death was written all over her. She ached. Reality was a pain, as it smacked her in the face once again.
"I think I am a siren. I don't really know how it works, but I accidentally kill people. It's complicated really, and I don't really understand it but you don't really care I am sure. I mean that, I uh. My friend Kylee is at the fire thing I thought she was following me but I got lost." The thought crept in from the darkness of this girl in front of her devouring her in the dead of night. She thought it unlikely, but was silently shaking in her boots. She silently begged for Kylee to read her mind, hoping she would find her and be able to save them both some how. It's not like killing people was a defense mechanism, so in a time of need Marcey knew she was screwed.
These thoughts ran through her mind as she looked around, trying to grab a mental image of every hardly lit thing around her. Do you know where the school is? Wait, are you okay?" The girl stood breathing heavily. "Please tell me you aren't going to die, because I really don't feel that way about you." She joked, trying to make ease of the situation.
"I think I am a siren. I don't really know how it works, but I accidentally kill people. It's complicated really, and I don't really understand it but you don't really care I am sure. I mean that, I uh. My friend Kylee is at the fire thing I thought she was following me but I got lost." The thought crept in from the darkness of this girl in front of her devouring her in the dead of night. She thought it unlikely, but was silently shaking in her boots. She silently begged for Kylee to read her mind, hoping she would find her and be able to save them both some how. It's not like killing people was a defense mechanism, so in a time of need Marcey knew she was screwed.
These thoughts ran through her mind as she looked around, trying to grab a mental image of every hardly lit thing around her. Do you know where the school is? Wait, are you okay?" The girl stood breathing heavily. "Please tell me you aren't going to die, because I really don't feel that way about you." She joked, trying to make ease of the situation.