Tears. Sadness. Grief. Guilt.
The blood on her hands would not wash away. Where had she gone wrong? How could she know, how could she try to figure it out when all she heard was her girlfriend's screams?
Terror. Horror. Fear. Despair.
She absolutely dreaded her fate. Would she become a full-blown monster? Locked up forever?
Trapped. Chained. Restrained. Suppressed.
The shackles held her down on the floor, completely limiting her movement. Where was her girlfriend now? Would she come save her?
Recollection. Remembrance. Recognition. Reminded. Her eyes widened as it all came back.
The blood. The body. The weapon. The murder.
What had she done? She had killed her. Now she knew why... She knew the feeling inside. Grief. The reason was clear now. Her girlfriend was no more.
Her girlfriend was missing.