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When she was first seen again by her mother, the latter was shocked at the sight of her, lying on the floor, dead, stabbed in the belly, and somehow deformed. Despite of what the other daughter said, there was no way that the thing she saw could be the daughter she remembered to have given birth to, whom she raised,... it couldn't be. But despite of what, or who she saw, one way or another, it was still her daughter. Someone of whom the mother believed she deserved a decent burial.
It took some great effort to find the right coffin, fit for her daughter's new size. Filing a death certificate was just as difficult, as the body in question couldn't be examined, for reasons that couldn't be explained. In the end, the daughter got the burial she deserved. In the mind of the mother, this daughter had some problems, of which she never spoke to anyone, including her own mother. With her dead now, she hoped that her daughter had found rest. Nothing could be much further from the truth...
The daughter, left in the coffin, that was buried six feet under ground, had only been stabbed in her belly. Though it gave her some pain, perhaps even caused her to lose some blood, it merely caused her to faint. It wouldn't be the first time that somebody survived such a wound, so why would this someone, who was somehow special, be any different? Even though her pulse was checked, this too wouldn't be the first time that someone felt dead, but turned out to be alive still. In her case, it was a combination of factors that got her so tired, it would make her look like she was dead. But once she rested, allowing nature to do it's job to heal her wound, for as much as possible, she woke up. The first thing she noticed was that she was indeed in a box. Anyone else would have immediately recognized the box as a coffin, but something about her kept her from thinking anything, apart from the idea of getting out of here. She tried shaking the box, but that didn't quite work out as she had hoped. Instinctively, she realized that kicking the sides wouldn't help, so the only logical way out was upwards. She used however little strength she had to get out. Despite her still weakened state, there's one memory in her head that kept her from giving up. She remembers seeing her sister, holding two things in her hands. One was a syringe, of which she promised it would help her, the other was a knife. If this sister truly wanted to help, she wouldn't have that knife in her hand, nor would she, at the last second decide to use that rather than the syringe. It was that thought alone that kept her angry, and it was that anger that kept her going. Eventually, she managed to make some kind of hole in the coffin, allowing some of it's dirt to drop onto her. It surprised her at first, but she didn't care. Somehow, she managed to dig a way out, escaping what she only then realized to be her own grave. Instinctively, again, she knew that if she left her grave like this, she knew that people will know she got out, so she filled up the hole she just created, after which she ran into the woods.
For the years to come, she managed to survive on whatever animal she could find in the forests, no matter how scarce. In those years she hoped she could find her sister, but her smell had gone away too long ago. It was as though she left as soon as she was buried. Was she afraid that her sister somehow survived and would chase her? It was a thought that kept her relatively sane through the years. Sane, in the sense that she wouldn't even start to think of killing anyone, or their pets, so to not draw attention herself. Still, to such times of piece will always come an end. As she had never seen her sister, she was almost convinced that she was gone forever, so she would never get back to her. That's when, completely unexpected, she thought she may have found a lead.
A smell just came to her. Given some of her especially enhanced senses, from staying in the woods for so long, it wasn't unusual for her to smell anything, but this one smell had something familiar. It was something she hasn't smelled in a very long time. Much longer than the time that she presumably died. Whatever the smell was, it came from the graveyard. The same one where she was supposed to be buried. She ran as fast as she could, back to the one place she had managed to avoid for so long.
Arriving there, she saw someone. It was a guy, of the same age she is, whom she didn't remember to have seen before. Unless... that's when she remembered. She remembered to have known a young boy when she was a child. That boy would have grown up by now, just as she did. That must be why the smell was so familiar, as she knew him, but had nearly forgotten about him. But this particular guy had disappeared from her so long ago. What brings him here so suddenly? When she noticed him kneeling down at her grave, she figured what it was that brought him here. It was her. But since she hasn't heard from him in a long time, chances are he hasn't heard from her either. So how could he possibly know she's dead? What brought him here? Or rather, who did? Could he know where to find her sister? Something she overheard him saying answered that question. She wasn't exactly sure why, but it appeared as though he was talking to some invisible presence. Though she never understood why people talked to graves, believing as they do that the dead can actually hear them, it wouldn't surprise her if that's exactly what that guy did. Still, hearing him speak, it sounded more like he was actually conversing with someone, as he replied to some question she didn't hear anybody ask. But hearing him talk, she only heard him mention the names "Pamela" and "Brigitte". Respectively, those were the names of her mother and her sister. Conclusion, he's indeed looking for Brigitte. This, she decided to use to her advantage. She stalked him for a while, but since he appeared to live some distance away from them, he needed some form of public transport to get away, so she soon lost track of him. From this point on, she decided not to hide herself anymore. After so many years, she decided to visit her mother, hopeful that she would get all the information she needed from her. With whatever info she may provide, however little it may or may not be, she will find this guy, and subsequently find her sister. Nothing will stop her to have her revenge...