This takes place a little over a year after both Don't Breathe and Evil Dead the remake's continuity. Sexual content will be in the following chapters. Just some language and refrences to alcoholism in this intro.

When Rocky left with her sister and all of that money she thought she'd be able to start a new life in Los Angeles but the weight of the guilt she felt from losing the two men in her life she cared about was getting to her.

Even with the money taken from the blind man, Rocky took a part time job as a waitress at a diner while her sister, Diddy went to school. She started having trouble sleeping, night terrors in the middle of the night. After the bad dreams came the drinking and soon she lost her job for showing up late and hungover too many times. It wasn't until one afternoon when Diddy came home from school that everything changed.

There Rocky was lying on the couch, her spot for the whole day. Diddy was always a quiet child and was too scared to say anything but she really wanted to cheer her older sister up. She tried waking her by shaking her but only got a weak murmur as a response.

"Rocky," Diddy insisted as she held onto the picture she drew from school. Rocky said something impossible to hear. She shook her a little more.

"No, Diddy...No...," she continued to say this with eyes closed, hugging the throw pillow tighter. Diddy laughed because it was at least kind of funny. But when she wouldn't stop bothering her, Mia snapped. "DIDDY STOP IT!" She unintentionally hit her picture out of her hands. Diddy started to cry and that's when Mia realized what she was turning into. Their mom. Rocky tried to console Diddy but she ran to her room.

Rocky knew she had to make a change. She called up one of her old coworkers at the diner, Elizabeth, the only one she didn't hate over there. She made arrangements for Diddy to stay at her place while she sobered up.

"I'll come to check up on her," Rocky said, tearing up at Elizabeth's door. Elizabeth had two kids of her own and knew how tough it could be so understood her situation. She knew Rocky would never hurt her sister and knew she wanted to straighten up. She helped her find an AA that helped her. She hugged her before she left.

Rocky had one last word with Diddy. She leaned down to her level. "Hey, I'm going to be back soon, ok? It's just going to be for a little while. I love you."

She did the handshake that she had taught her and kissed her cheek. It was hard leaving her there, she just hoped she wouldn't hate her. Walking back to her apartment knowing she'd be all alone for the first time in forever hurt worse than any gunshot. She was so consumed with her guilt that she bumped into some junkie in a large old tattered coat.

"Watch it, bitch!"

"You watch it, you fucking crackhead!"

"Why don't you go fuck yourself? Huh?"

She shot up a middle finger at him and walked away. Under her breath Rocky said, "Yeah. Well, maybe I will."

Hands in her pockets. Hood up as rain came down. She couldn't help but notice some weird disturbance in the clouds just ahead. It was strangest bit of lightning she'd ever seen. She something that looked like a person falling but she thought she was only losing it. But she ran up the street and...Nothing. must've just been her mind cracking. But then she thought she heard something. Over by a dumpster, lying just beside it was this girl with long black hair and skin paler than hers. She was lying on her stomach. She looked about her age. She must've been another junkie. She was shocked to see she was missing a hand.

She could've just walked away but she probably really needed help maybe even more than she did. "Hey, are you ok?"

She tried nudging her shoulder. She looked up at her and Rocky got a better look at her face. She looked just like her, it was uncanny. By that look on her face she was realizing the same thing.

To be continued!