Moonlight leaked through the window. A girl with shimmering black hair to her back stood; her thin frame siloetted against the night. She opened the window slowly, looked at the ground below with sad eyes that held the light of the moon itself. She opened the window stealthily, the light wind from outside made her barbed chain necklaces slightly noisy, but no one could hear. She was dressed intirely in black, from her baggy pants with red skull and crossbones embroidered on, to her tight black tanktop and long, buckled gloves. She looked back at the dark room behind her and its bloodstained carpet with disgust, before jumping out the windowand landing gracefully on the ground below.
She looked up at the pale blue moon again with her eyes that matched and whispred, "I am alone."
To be continued...