Max woke up to find Mad Jackson (thankfully) already gone, and so went about her business as she knew she would likely be instructed to anyways, not bothering to turn on the lights until she stubbed her toe on a dark object that she could've sworn hadn't been there the night before. She flicked the light on and the entire building echoed with the sound of her scream as she gazed in horror at the now statue-like body of her former opponent.
Author's Note: Thank you so much to LlamasRCool for reviewing! If you enjoy this fic, please share it; it doesn't get a lot of attention.
Much love, Miss Luxe