AFTERMATH
Prelude to Chapter 1:
Emily knew she has been dead since the day she went through that hole in the wall weeks ago with Henry. She watches her body changes from the days that go by, her once health alive state and color now looks dull, colorless and dead. Her once vibrant light tan skin is now while as snow with a gray tint; dull brown eyes, and you can see her veins in her body pretty well, the once blue veins now are black and purple.
The once lovely home she claimed to be at home with is now dark, cold, and it lost its homely charm. Once the cold harbor of loneliness clings to her soul lightly and heavily, like a spiritual leech that keeps sucking your life away, no matter how many times you try to get rid of it and it simply wont go away.
Every one of the blithering minutes that tick away, the gloom becomes worse. Emily misses the lovely warmth of the sun that shine upon her skin, the way that the snow dances across her nose and cheeks during storms, causing her to have rosy pink skin.
Everything she misses has brought the tears of crimson flows from her preserved lovely eyes. Every holiday and festival she has been through in her life, she begins to miss even more. Her most favorite ones; Halloween, Christmas, Valentines Day, Thanksgiving, The fourth of July, Chinese New Year, etc.
Henry, Eileen, Cynthia, both little Walter and older Walter, including all of the others did bring some joy to her, but no matter their company it makes Emily weep more and the hollow point in her heart cringe. Over the weeks of being in the other world apartment, which happens to look like the normal apartments, she still has the feeling of nostalgia.