He was dead. They all were. Jake, Jane, Dirk. She was the last one of her friends to be left alive, probably the last of her species. She had watched her best friend and possible love interest be speared before her very eyes by the same sexy alien fish lady who killed her mother. Something inside of her snapped, or was crushed. Slowly, gradually, commands of succumbing to darkness came louder and louder, until it was hard for her to resist. But, the voices were persistent and she soon felt her vision fading to black. Roxy Lalonde had gone grimdark.
