Such a sequence
From the years,
many pains,
and many tears.
All unmatched,
we will see
how it feels
And what would be.
Shadow dodged as the lamp flew through the air, smashing on the wall behind him. A tissue box, some stuffed animals, and a globe followed.
"I HATE YOU!" She screamed, tears streaming down her face. She tried to pick up another projectile with a trembling hand, but just collapsed, sobbing. He tried to approach, to explain, but she scrambled away, terror in her eyes.
"GET AWAY FROM ME, YOU MURDERER!" Stomping footsteps from outside the chamber told them that Gerald was coming— and indeed, he slammed the door open and rushed inside. He took in the situation, eyes widening when he saw how frantic Maria was. He hurried over to her, scooping her up in his arms and glaring at Shadow.
"Shadow, what have you done?" He asked, slowly, dangerously. Shadow stuttered, tried to tell what had happened, but his words became mangled in his throat.
"I said WHAT HAPPENED DAMMIT?" He roared, making the hedgehog flinch and back away. Maria continued crying, driving knives into both of their hearts. Gerald looked away from him and pulled her closer. He cradled her, whispering soft phrases in a vain attempt to reassure her.
He couldn't take it anymore. The scene, the emotions, and all that pain were ripping him apart. He opened his mouth to explain, but it was like neither of them even knew he was there. Tears appearing in his eyes, he ran away, outside the door. But before he could get out of earshot, one last scream echoed through the hallway:
"I HATE YOU!"
Flash!