"Ring around the rosy, pockets full of posies.
Ashes, ashes, well all fall down..."
You are in a desolate, gray, barren field. The ground is dead, and there is only one tree, in the distance. Almost instantly, a lullaby with no words float through the air like coming from an old record player, cuts through the song. You look around, not feeling, just numb. When you look back to the front, there is a little girl standing there. You can not see her eyes; her hair is covering her face because she is looking down. She does not look up when calling to you eerily. Somehow, you are compelled to take her hand. Hand in hand, you walk down a gray, lifeless road. You walk for what seems miles and miles. Finally you reach the tree you saw in the distance, by it are two doors. You look at the one labeled, 'death' with a foreboding feeling. You then look at the one next to it that is unlabeled. The girl steps away from you. You can see her smiley frighteningly . She starts to speak.
"If i were you..." she stops, not pondering, but giving you a terrifying silence, waiting for what she will say, "I would choose death."
The ringing sound of Morlaina's phone broke the silence of the meeting. Her boss glared over at her, and Morlaina jumped up, running out of the cramped office to answer it. As she listened to her sobbing sister, people filled out of the conference room. Her boss stood there staring at Morlaina with pursed lips, making motion signs for her to come closer. Morlaina tried, failingly, to shush her sister, and finally got her to be silent for a moment to tell her that she'd call her later.