Through my head,
Before you know, Awake,
Your lives are open wide,
The V-chip gives them sight,
All the life running through her hair.
She awoke, in a place she had not always been but a place that she would always be; in the dimness of her room, and the dripping of the falling rain…
It was there, in a place she had not always been but a place that she would always be that the soft music played, and played, and wound, and played… Who was winding the box?
It was there. In a place she had not always been but a place that she would always be that she truly felt alone. With the cold stone walls and the soft candlelight as her only companions, it was there that she began to regret. It was there that the thoughts of truly being a monster began to overtake her.
She rose to sit up, and rubbed her back. The bucket was there - fresh, iced, with the water from the ceiling slowly melting the ice away.
It was there. In a place she had not always been but a place that she would always be that she threw the bucket from the table, and drove the candles into the wall… and cried.
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"Police girl."
"I don't… want to hear it."
"Drink it."
"No. I just… can't."
"You have to stay alive."
"I'm already dead! I don't want to turn out like you!"
There was silence, and Ceres could only sink to the floor. He had left her mind, and she had left herself. He was a monster… She had never expected things to turn out how they had. Her eyes closed.
'I know you don't want to die tonight…'
"I should have." She told herself, against the memory she had of him. The mansion had been empty… No one would notice. "If vampires… can diminish without drinking…" She looked down to the floor, where only darkness greeted her. "Then it is one less."
She knelt down; and held herself, as Alucard had held her. "Master…" She murmured, before she closed her eyes, and moved to lie down on the cold, wet ground.
It was there, in a place that she had not always been but in a place that she would leave… That she slept.
